Chapter 489： 489: Supply Line

The Windy City is the only channel and stronghold for the Allied Forces of the Prairie to obtain supplies from the Melox Province. The Centaur and the Prairie Elves are stationed here with 20,000 troops and a population of 100,000.

In wartime, these 100,000 people can quickly become militiamen and throw themselves into the battlefield, regardless of men, women, or children.

Andre's arrival made Dorothy and Millie in charge of the defense relieved.

With these 140,000 reinforcements and the addition of several instructor-level powerhouses, they are more confident about whether they can hold the Windy City.

After all the volunteers entered the city, the two armies sent by the Ottoman Kingdom also appeared just a few miles away from the Windy City.

Andre couldn't help but rejoiced and said: "Lord Lord really has a foresight, long ago it was expected that the Ottoman Kingdom would take the initiative to attack the Windy City."

Hearing Andre's words, Dorothy and Millie couldn't help showing admiration.

"Lord Aslan has been able to win several battles. This is a far-sighted one. No, it should be called the Qianli Qianli." Millie solemnly admired.

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

After waiting for two days in the high ground, the Aries Division to which Post belonged has led his army to come, along with the Kukun 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, the problem of mutual hostility is not uncommon.

The Aries tribe and the Wukun tribe have always had a good relationship, and in this war action, the two units also fought in coordination with each other.

Seeing that the rider leader Man came, Post immediately greeted him.

"See the rider!"

"It's just that an army of less than four thousand people is really as strong as you said?" The rider Touman asked unhurriedly.

"Don't deceive me, the consequences of angering us are not something that you little headman, Post, can bear." A strong man with a whip and a urn said in a huff.

Seeing the other person, Post quickly bowed his head in salute.

"See the single rider."

"Yeah!" Yu Dan waved his hand indifferently.

Post told the battle that day, the two riders couldn't help but frown.

"These countries that are focused on magic, don't say it, 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 warriors of the clan. Take a rest and attack the high ground tomorrow."

Inside the underground bunker on the high ground, Aslan listened quietly to the report, while the Duke of Medea was boring and laying a bed in a nearby single room.

She regretted following Aslan to the high ground to attract enemies.

Fortunately a few days ago, I was able to live in a tent. After the Ottoman Kingdom’s trebuchet was launched, it went directly underground. Occasionally, a huge boulder fell on a high ground, which could shake the underground headquarters dust.

Because it was in the public, Aslan did not dare to make too intimate actions with the Duke of Medea. The Duke of Medea tidied up the bed, but prepared to make it more comfortable to sleep at night, but she deeply said that Aslan said Keep your beauty in mind.

Getting enough sleep is more effective than doing any beauty care.

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

"And I also found a very critical piece of information. The high ground occupied by our army happened to be stuck on the supply line of the Ottoman Kingdom. If you want to bypass the high ground, you must spend ten more days."

Hearing this news, Aslan couldn't calm down anymore, and said with surprise on his face: "The plan will continue to be carried out. Let the unified army of the camp start tomorrow, go to the high ground, and draw the Ottoman army there. I will eat it all. These three soldiers and horses."

Jato nodded, and immediately turned to leave.

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

These 500,000 troops actually only delayed the speed of reinforcements of the unified army. The main force of the Ottoman Kingdom drove straight in, and wanted to completely wipe out the grassland coalition forces, and then used absolute superior strength to deal with the unified army.

The Ottoman Kingdom’s plan was very good. They did not consider that if these five troops were killed by Aslan, the United Army could instead use this to flanking the grassland coalition forces back and forth.

The Ottoman Kingdom was trapped to death, and then the main force of the Ottoman Kingdom was slowly crushed to death. Even if the army of 1.5 million stood and killed Aslan, it would take a long time, and the unified army would also need to pay a huge amount. Casualties, after all, there are no more than four thousand troops equipped with thermal weapons.

When Aslan was considering how to eat the two men and horses in front of him, Lancelot had a strange face and those letters came in.

"Master! I sent it from Otto." Lancelot offered the letter with both hands.

"Oh!" Aslan opened the letter and looked at it and couldn't help but laugh. It seems that in the past few years, the Ottoman Kingdom has been infiltrated and squandered and has achieved remarkable results.

Not only has it attracted several mentor-level powerhouses to play in Merlot, but it has also supported several agents in the Ottoman Kingdom. Otto is now the deputy cavalry lord of the Wukun tribe.

The letter said that tonight he would encourage several horse masters to lead the mentor-level powerhouses to the highlands to carry out the beheading operation. Ask Aslan to cooperate with the two horse masters to solve the two horse masters. When he returns, he will integrate the two armies and contribute to the destruction of the Ottoman kingdom. Strength.

Aslan couldn't help laughing after reading it, and directly awakened the Duke Medea who had just fallen asleep. Watching the angry Duke Medea walk out in silk pajamas, Aslan's smile suddenly froze. .

"Teacher has an enemy night attack tonight."

The Duke of Medea nodded, and went back to the room to change into a battle mage robe and sat on the side, his face full of frost, who was flustered when he saw him.

The Duke of Medea was a little angry when he got up.

Approaching the wee hours, the magic phone on the table rang.

"The target appears!"

Aslan, who was originally drowsy, suddenly opened his eyes, while the Duke of Medea next to him was already asleep, but the next moment his eyes burst into cold light.

"Did you kill them all?" Duke Medea said awe-inspiringly.

Aslan shook his head quickly and said the signal he had agreed with Otter.

"There are several thighs tied with red cloth strips that cannot be killed."

"Oh."

The Duke of Medea slowly stood up, pulled the magic robe, attached it to his back like a cloak, and drew a revolver from the outside of the snow-white thigh with both hands, standing majestic in place, ready to attack at any time.