Chapter 499： 499: Mine

All the prisoners were set up and the wounded were treated. When all these were arranged, it was already the early morning of the next day.

The number of corpses on the battlefield exceeded 500,000, and it took most of the time to bury them. Fortunately, the United Army is now generally equipped with searchlights to facilitate night operations.

The wounded were quickly taken to a makeshift field hospital.

In this war, the United Army also killed nearly 10,000 people and injured more than 70,000 people. Among them, the Vulcan Cannon was indispensable, and it was precisely because of the firepower net woven by the Vulcan Cannon that the scale of the final hand-to-hand combat was minimized.

Many of the wounded soldiers of the United Army were wounded by the enemy's arrows.

Aslan listened quietly to Arthur's report, and sighed with relief. The losses were all within his tolerance. If it hadn't been for the Vulcan Cannon to suppress the enemy's charge, the scale of casualties would have doubled at least.

Looking at the casualty report, Altria was quiet to help organize the data report, while the Duke of Medea was sitting in a comfortable toffee, eating fresh fruit sent by the Allied Forces in the steppe, pretending to look at the report in his hand. .

Aslan just took a look and wanted to say something.

"Teacher, your report is reversed."

But he doesn't have the courage, it is better for his own wife, sensible and smart, and will take the initiative to share the work.

"Report! Lord Lord, the representative of the Grassland Coalition forces request to see you."

A guard made a military salute and said.

Aslan nodded.

"Let them in."

Savannah brought in O'Neill, the warchief of the centaur tribe, and Bryant, the king of the steppe elves.

"Good morning! Lord Aslan!"

Savannah had just saluted, and noticed that Duke Medea, who was lazily eating fruit, immediately gave him a shock.

This time, not only Savannah, but also O'Neill and Bryant bowed their heads in salute.

The Duke of Medea used his strength to win their respect.

In the final battle, the Ottoman Kingdom dispatched three great tutors, and the two of them could only support it hard, but after the Duke of Medea joined the battlefield, the situation instantly reversed.

In the end, the Duke of Medea took two heads. Bryant, who is also the great magister, knew the gap between him and the Duke of Medea, so he didn't dare to put his score in front of the Duke of Medea.

"Yeah! Just tell Aslan about anything. What he says is my attitude." Duke Medea nodded in satisfaction and said casually.

O'Neal and Bryant looked at each other and turned their gazes to Aslan.

"Your Excellency Aslan!" Bryant stood up and said.

"Yeah! Please sit down!" Aslan said with a smile, and then took out the Beifeng Autonomous Region plan from the drawer.

Bryant was also welcome, and when he took it, he looked back and O'Neal was sitting quietly and drinking the bubble tea from the guard.

After drinking three cups in a row, I couldn't stop thinking about it.

About half an hour later, Bryant looked at Aslan with excitement.

"Your Excellency Aslan, is everything written on it true?"

Aslan nodded.

"Not only the Beifeng Prairie, but the Changfeng Plain is also preparing to build an autonomous region because of too many aliens."

Bryant handed over the plan to O'Neal, and he started to negotiate with Aslan, trying to maximize the interests of the grassland coalition forces.

For example, keeping the minimum number of police forces, uniting the taxation of the Beifeng Autonomous Region, and fighting for more welfare policies, Bryant obtained a lot of information on Changfeng Plain and Merlot from Savannah and Millie.

Even Savannah has repeatedly applied to be the permanent ambassador of Merlot. Because of the position of permanent ambassador, the brothers of the prairie elves and the centaur almost got their brains out.

The large farms on the Changfeng Plain, the fast roads leading to the two places, and the huge number of commodities and various workshops in Merlot were all things Bryant wanted to strive for.

"As for the future development of Beifeng Autonomous Region, we need to discuss and study with various departments before we can decide. The biggest problem now is the border." Aslan said solemnly.

Bryan nodded his head and began to tell the plan he had prepared. The autonomous region sent 100,000 elites to be stationed on the border. At the same time, he also hoped that the United Army would send troops to coordinate defense and build a fortress on the border at the same time.

Aslan nodded thoughtfully.

It is not advisable to rely solely on the autonomous region to send troops to guard the border. Over time, it will make the autonomous region self-reliant.

The best way is to disperse and reorganize the army in the autonomous region. The initial garrison on the border line must be dispatched by the unified army.

"Lord Aslan! Can your guns be sold to us?" Bryant asked nervously, pulling Aslan back in thought.

"Gun stick! That's not for sale. I will only equip wizard soldiers and magicians belonging to the territory." Aslan said very affirmatively.

Bryant couldn't help showing regret.

His grand magister, it is impossible to play for Aslan, but Duke Medea's murderous double-gun mode makes Bryant vivid.

"As for the captives, I just found a good place where they can be placed." Aslan said with a smile on his mouth.

"Where? Opening so many mouths, eating and drinking Lazard every day, it makes people a headache to see." O'Neillton Shi was overjoyed.

Aslan pointed to a place on the map and said unhurriedly: "My people found a coal mine here, and here is an iron mine."

"We have heard of iron ore, what is it full of coal mine?" Bryant asked puzzledly.

Aslan realized that because of the magic in this world, coal mines, industrial food, did not have its due role, so not many people knew about coal mines.

Aslan could only take out a black stone and put it on the table.

Bryant picked it up and immediately stuck a layer of black ash on his hands, and his eyes couldn't help showing a look of disgust.

This is a person with serious cleanliness.

"This thing seems to have been seen before, and it's as useful as the Fire Rock." Bryant said with disdain.

Aslan shook his head, did not refute Bryant's words, but directly offered the price.

"It's this thing, just like the fire stone, I have to buy in large quantities, the coal mine 65 silver coins per ton, the fire stone 80 silver coins."

O'Neill nodded. Firestone is one of the main goods they have traded with Aslan in recent years. It's just that the grain is valuable. They exchange goods for goods, and now they are all converted into currency to pay. Of course, the price of meat has also changed.

Bryant quickly calculated that the price was not as valuable as food, and asked dissatisfiedly.

"Lord Lord! This price is a bit wrong!"

"It's not wrong at all! Now the entire Beifeng Prairie is mine, and my price is for your mining and transportation costs."