The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

Durab and Gelit stared sharply when they saw one of the people in the crowd.

"King Prince!"

Aslan was also interested and looked at Jason and Lan Mallok.

Lan Mallok shrugged and said that he didn't know him, but Jason took a closer look and said in surprise: "Boss, it is Prince Prince of the Principality of Prince. It seems that you have caught a big fish."

Prince Prince gave a cold snort and raised his head proudly.

"The defeat this time is just an accident. As a royal family, I want to enjoy the treatment of prisoners of the royal family. How much money do you need to release me? Let's make a price!"

Aslanto thought for a long time, remembering the secrets of Prince Prince's family that he had read.

This Prince Prince was only sixty years old this year. Because of his successful practice of fighting spirit and the strength of a great swordsman, although it is difficult to become a master-level strong in this life, there is no problem in prolonging his life.

A 60-year-old man looks no different from a middle-aged man in his 40s.

There was nothing wrong with this originally, the key was that Prince's eldest prince was in his early forties this year, and he was only an intermediate magician, only in terms of cultivation.

Prince Prince may not survive Prince Prince in the future.

This is also a kind of royal sorrow.

At the time of the king's death, the prince was also very old.

Especially a strong king like Prince, can easily kill all the princes.

This may be an opportunity.

"Leave everyone in custody, Durab and Gelit, you come in with me." Aslan took off his gloves and said as he walked.

Inside the big tent, Aslan announced the plan, and Gelit and Durab couldn't help showing shocked expressions.

You can still play like this.

Aslan's plan is simple. Let them, the local snakes, contact the royal family of the Prince Principality, and the eldest prince will make the decision personally.

As long as he is properly encouraged, Aslan believes that the prince will never redeem King Prince, and may even kill Prince Prince by paying the money.

Take the opportunity to let the eldest prince sign an armistice agreement, and wait until the eldest prince completely controls the real power of the royal capital and completes the change of power, and then releases King Prince.

I believe that Prince Prince will not give up the kingship willingly, and the prince who has already ascended the throne is unwilling to hand over the kingship again, because he knows that once he surrenders, then his prince may have a lifetime.

In the end, it can only evolve into a battle of two kings. Regardless of the final victory, give the Pune area enough time to regroup. As long as a qualified army is trained, it will surely defeat the defeated Prince Principality.

From the time when the eldest prince refused to redeem and even wanted to execute King Prince, this has become an irresistible and endless contradiction.

As for how to execute the process, it is not the scope of Aslan's consideration.

"I will prepare the plan for you. If you can't solve it, then I will reconsider whether to continue cooperating with you." Aslan didn't rush, let the two of them fall into an ice cave.

The more they know the strength of Dong Yapu, the less they dare to lose the support of Dong Yapu.

Not only the support of the army and high-end combat power, but also economic assistance.

Once the support of Dong Yapu Company is lost, they will be overthrown by their subordinates in an instant, if only a little bit of incitement is used to incite the people.

The strength of Dong Yapu has penetrated into the bottom society of the entire Pune area.

"Don't worry! Your Excellency Aslan, I will never let you down." Durab took the lead to make a declaration.

Gelit also followed up and issued a declaration of allegiance.

Aslan waved his hand indifferently and let the two of them go down to make arrangements.

At this time, Altria took off the helmet and flicked her golden hair.

"You are not afraid that those two are white-eyed wolves."

Aslan didn't care to help Altria remove the cloak from her body.

"Thanks for your hard work, my beloved wife. As for whether it is a white-eyed wolf, there is no need to worry too much, even the white-eyed wolf does not need to worry too much. I just use their power to rule here temporarily, and wait until I am strong enough to fight Mark. In the Sim Empire, they had only one choice."

"Death or surrender?" Altria said speechlessly.

Aslan was speechless at once, and finally jumped out.

"Can't you cooperate? Let me act in front of you."

Altria leaned forward and backward with a smile suddenly.

Durab and Telit soon sent the news of the capture of the nobles and royals to the whole territory of the Principality of Prince, and then stationed the army in Maratha Fort.

Aslan led the two-hundred knight guards directly to the former resident in Maratar Fort.

When Aslan saw the former residence, he glanced around subconsciously.

"I remember it was right here!" Aslan turned and asked Arthur.

Arthur glanced around and said with certainty, "Absolutely."

After Arthur finished speaking, he took the helmet off, just in time to see a little girl in the resident rushing out happily. The person here was Arthur's cheap disciple, Pea.

After Aslan subconsciously looked at the station, the size of the former station has been expanded tenfold, and now it covers an area of ​​more than three or four acres. You must know that this large site in Marata Fort is replaced by a refugee area. You can squeeze in two to three thousand people, really can't tell, Cuchulin still has this ability.

Inside the resident is a whole row of tube towers, which are actually one level higher than the inner city wall of Marata Fort. There is also a huge square in the center. Many soldiers are training, and the leader is a wheat-skinned desert elf.

A circle of wooden fences was built outside the station, and you can clearly see inside. There is a wooden arrow tower every twenty meters, on which stand two desert elf archers carrying long bows.

"Teacher! You are finally back." Pea rushed out of the resident happily.

The desert elves watched Aslan's group vigilantly. After hearing the name Pea, the other person quickly ran to the tallest building in the resident.

Elsa and Kuchulin were jumping out of the window of the tube tower and running towards Aslan.

Snapped!

Cuchurin performed the highest one-knee etiquette of an elf to Aslan.

Aslan also jumped off the horse and helped Cuchurin up.

"It looks like I underestimated you before!"

Could it be that Cuchurin scratched his head in embarrassment, pointed at his wife next to him and said, "Master, these are all arranged by my wife. I don't have this ability."

Aslan couldn't help laughing, and patted Cuchurin on the shoulder and said: "It is your ability to be able to make this beautiful and outstanding woman your wife."

Altria smiled and greeted Elsa.

After Cuchurin led Elsa back to Merlot, the two met very often. They were both aristocratic and shared many common languages, and they soon became one.