489 Chapter 489: Supply Line

Chapter 489: 489 Supply Line

Windy City is the only channel and stronghold for the grassland coalition forces to obtain supplies from the Melox province. The centaur and grassland elves have stationed 20,000 troops and a population of about 100,000 here.

In wartime, these hundreds of thousands of people can quickly become militiamen and go to the battlefield, regardless of men, women, or children.

The arrival of Andre made Dorut and Millie, who were in charge of the defense, both heave a sigh of relief.

With these 140,000 reinforcements and the addition of several mentor-level experts, they are even more confident in whether they can hold the Windy City.

After all the Volunteer Army entered the city, the two armies sent by the Ottoman Kingdom just happened to appear a few miles outside the Windy City.

Andre couldn't help but rejoiced and said: "Your lord is really far-sighted, and he predicted that the Ottoman Kingdom would take the initiative to send troops to attack Windy City."

Hearing what Andre said, Dorut and Millie couldn't help showing admiration.

"Lord Aslan has been able to win several battles. This kind of foresight, no, should be called predicting the enemy." Millie praised solemnly.

If Aslan were here, he would definitely appreciate Millie's honesty and honesty.

After waiting on the high ground for two days, Post's Aries Division had already led an army, accompanied by the Gekun Division.

Each department of the Ottoman Kingdom is mainly composed of the armies of their respective tribes, so the cohesion and combat effectiveness of the armies are extremely strong. Of course, mutual hostility is not uncommon.

The Baiyang tribe and the Gekun tribe have always been on good terms, so in this war, the two tribes also cooperated with each other.

Seeing the rider, Man, coming, Post immediately went up to him.

"See the rider!"

"It's just an army of less than 4,000 people. Is it really as strong as you said?" Touman asked unhurriedly.

"Don't lie to me, the consequences of angering us are not something you, a little leader like Post, can bear." A strong man with a whip mustache next to him said in a low voice.

When Post saw the other party, he quickly bowed his head and saluted.

"See also the solo rider."

"En!" Yu Dan waved his hand indifferently.

Post told the story of the battle that day, and the two riders couldn't help frowning.

"These countries that are so focused on magic, not to mention, sometimes they really cause me huge troubles." Yu Dan said unhurriedly.

Touman shook his head displeased.

"No matter how powerful the magic is, it can't stop the pace of the warriors in the clan. Rest for one night and attack the high ground tomorrow."

In the underground bunker on the high ground, Aslan quietly listened to the report, while the Duke of Medea was laying a bed in a single room next to him with a bored face.

She regretted following Aslan to the Highlands to attract enemies.

It was okay a few days ago, and I was able to live in a tent. After the catapults in the Ottoman Kingdom showed their power, they went directly to the ground. Occasionally, a huge boulder fell on the high ground, and it could shake the dust of the underground headquarters.

Because it was in public, Aslan did not dare to make too intimate gestures to Duke Medea. The Duke of Medea tidied up the bed, but he was preparing to sleep comfortably at night. She deeply expressed what Aslan said. Keep your beauty sleep in mind.

Getting enough sleep is more effective than any beauty routine.

"The Ottoman Kingdom sent five troops of 500,000 troops to monitor the border of the North Wind Prairie. Two of them have been determined to attack Windy City, and the other is responsible for monitoring the main camp of our army. The rest are already outside the highlands. "Jedu personally reported their latest intelligence to Aslan.

"And I also found a very critical piece of information. The highland occupied by our army happened to be stuck on the supply line of the Ottoman Kingdom. If we want to bypass the highland, we have to spend ten more days' journey."

Hearing this news, Aslan could no longer calm down, and said with a face full of surprise: "The plan will continue, let the unified army of the camp set off tomorrow, go to the highlands, and bring the Ottoman army over there. I will eat it all at once." These three soldiers and horses."

Jie Du nodded, turned and left immediately.

Aslan got up and looked at the huge map behind him. He might have understood the plan of the Ottoman Kingdom.

The 500,000 troops were actually only delaying the reinforcement speed of the unified army. The main force of the Ottoman Kingdom drove straight in, wanting to wipe out the grassland coalition forces, and then deal with the unified army with an absolutely superior force.

The Ottoman Kingdom's plan was very good. They didn't consider that if the five troops were killed by Aslan, the unified army could instead use this to attack back and forth with the grassland coalition forces.

Trapping the Ottoman Kingdom to death, and then slowly grinding the main force of the Ottoman Kingdom to death, even if Aslan stood and killed an army of 1.5 million, it would take a long time, and the unified army would also need to pay a huge amount for this. Casualties, after all, the army equipped with thermal weapons has not exceeded 4,000 people.

When Aslan was thinking about how to eat the two men and horses in front of him, Lancelot had a strange expression on those letters that came in.

"Master! It was sent by Otto." Lancelot offered the letter with both hands.

"Oh!" Aslan opened the letter and couldn't help laughing. It seems that in the past few years, he has achieved remarkable results in infiltrating and spending money on the Ottoman Kingdom.

Not only did it attract several mentor-level powerhouses to Melo City, but it also supported several agents in the Ottoman Kingdom. Ott is now the deputy cavalry master of the Gekun tribe.

The letter said that tonight he would encourage several cavalry masters to lead mentor-level powerhouses to the highlands to carry out the beheading operation, and asked Aslan to cooperate to deal with the two cavalry masters. force.

After reading this, Aslan couldn't help laughing, and directly woke up the Duke Medea who had just fallen asleep. Seeing the angry Duke Medea walking out in silk pajamas, Aslan's smile froze suddenly .

"Teacher, there are enemies attacking at night tonight."

Duke Medea nodded, went back to the room and changed into a combat mage robe and sat aside, with a frosty face, everyone was flustered.

Duke Medea got up a little angry.

Near the early hours of the morning, the magic phone placed on the table rang.

"Target appears!"

Aslan, who was drowsy, opened his eyes suddenly, and the Duke Medea beside him had already fallen asleep, but the next moment his eyes burst into a cold light.

"Kill them all?" Duke Medea said with a murderous intent.

Aslan shook his head quickly, speaking the signal agreed with Otto.

"If you have a few red cloth strips tied around your thighs, you can't kill them."

"oh."

The Duke of Medea stood up slowly, pulled the magic robe, and attached it to his back like a cloak. He drew a revolver from the outside of his snow-white thighs with both hands, and stood majestically on the spot, ready to attack at any time.