The Arizona Magic Empire dispatched 200,000 rifle regiments, plus armies from several other countries, totaling 400,000 troops, to attack the Merlox Empire in three ways.
The reason for not dispatching the Free Magic Alliance Army is simple.
When the time comes, there will be a war of words with the Merlox Empire, and the Magic Council will excuse the Merlox Empire for uninformed reasons.
In response to this, the intelligence agencies of various countries under the Magic City mobilized one after another to try to cover up the news of the army's actions.
But how could it be so easy to cover up the movement of an army of 400,000 people.
The army had just taken action when the ANBU got the news and immediately sent it back to the empire.
When this piece of information was delivered to Aslan's desk, one-third of the intelligence personnel hidden in the Magic City died as a result.
After reading the information, Aslan was silent for a long time and looked at Charlie in front of him.
"What did Sharon say?"
As Mrs. Sharon's deputy and now the deputy director of the Sixth Military Intelligence Bureau, Charlie replied solemnly: "The bureau chief said that this sneak attack in the Magic City was too fast. It should have been planned for a long time, and they got their
The sneak attack plan is already at our limit, and as for the sneak attack area, we cannot accurately predict it."
Aslan's lips twitched when he heard this.
This answer was so good that he actually had the urge to get angry.
"I understand. The Sixth Military Intelligence Bureau has stepped up surveillance. I want to know the latest information on the Magic City."
It's not easy for Aslan to get angry. Vlada has penetrated from the Yadong subcontinent into the Maxim Empire. He also sent back the news about the naval base. Lancelot entered the periphery of the central plain. Most of the burden left on the ANBU
It all falls on Mrs. Sharon.
When this kind of problem occurs, there is nothing we can do about it. The stalls are too big and there are not enough professionals.
"It seems that the training efficiency of the intelligence academy within ANBU is even less efficient!"
Aslan had a headache and rubbed his head.
Soon, the study door rang.
"Your Majesty! Your Excellency Arthur, the Minister of War, is here."
The maid's voice came from outside the door.
"Let him in!"
Arthur held his helmet with one hand, looking ready to go.
"Did you get the news?"
Aslan asked.
Arthur asked in confusion: "What news?"
"Then why are you dressed like this?"
"Your Majesty summoned his subordinates so urgently, so there must be an emergency."
Arthur replied naturally.
Aslan couldn't help laughing, and then told him about the sneak attack on the Magic City.
After Arthur listened, he remained silent for a while and turned his attention to the large map on the wall of the study.
It was a large map of the empire and the border cities of surrounding countries.
In the end, Arthur pointed directly at the magic city of Weimar, the last capital of the Principality and the main city of New Weimar.
"Your Majesty, since we cannot determine the enemy's attack position, we should not passively defend, but take the initiative to capture the main city of New Weimar."
Aslan was stunned by Arthur's plan.
"The geographical location of the main city of New Weimar is very important. It is the logistical transit point for the Magic City to fight against the imperial defense line. Once the main city of New Weimar is taken, the defense lines deployed on the imperial border will be short of supplies. By then, the generals will be in chaos, and the Magic City will be in chaos.
The sneak attack troops in the capital will also give up their actions because we are pinching them from the rear, unless they want to be alone and be surrounded by the empire and die."
After listening to Arthur's explanation, Aslan nodded with satisfaction.
"Airborne troops?"
Aslan fell into a brief thought, but did not expect Arthur to be so bold as to put the newly trained airborne troops into actual combat.
Although the Imperial Airborne Forces have just been trained and formed, they are composed of elites drawn from the United Army. They are truly the ace troops among the elites.
It is mainly a force that airborne to the battlefield as its combat method. It is characterized by light equipment, high degree of motorization, and elite soldiers. With the foundation of the empire, it has only built one airborne division, which is directly subordinate to the emperor of the empire. There is no Aspen.
Without Lan's consent, no one could easily mobilize this force, not even Arthur, the nominal commander of the Airborne Division.
Aslan asked: "How sure are you? The airborne division has just been trained and formed, and this time it is fighting behind enemy lines. It is very likely to be isolated and helpless."
Arthur's eyes shone brightly and he said: "Your Majesty, I am absolutely confident that I can capture the main city of New Weimar. When the time comes, let Kruse cooperate with me. Maybe I can take the opportunity to capture the Weimar Federation."
Aslan was silent for a while before he said something.
"Are you sure you can kill Alonso?"
Arthur pondered for a while and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "I am 70% sure that I can surround him, but if I want to kill him, I need your Majesty to send enough strong men, and finally I can ask Her Highness the Queen to take action.
"
Hearing that Medea was being asked to take action, Aslan shook his head helplessly.
"I understand. I will mobilize people as soon as possible. As for the queen, she will not take action."
This is a tacit understanding of the world's will. Before entering the mainland, the world's will on both sides cannot interfere.
It is impossible for Medea to kill Alonso. Once the rules are broken, the Magic Flute of the World Will in the Southern Continent can attack Arthur and the others at will. Arthur, who is in the Southern Continent by then, will probably not even be able to escape.
No.
This is a tacit understanding between the world's wills, except when it comes to life and death.
After finalizing the plan and letting Arthur and the staff perfect it, it was already sunset. The maid of the royal palace ran into the study and bowed to the end: "Your Majesty!! The Holy Princess of the Brighta Empire is looking for you..."
"Invite her in!" Aslan interrupted the waitress.
"Prepare refreshments and send them to the study."
"Yes! Your Majesty!"
Aslan sorted the documents on his desk. A few minutes later, he heard footsteps coming from the corridor.
The door of the study room opened, and a young lady wearing a purple gauze skirt and a lilac veil on her face, with a graceful and mysterious figure walked into the room under the leadership of the head waitress. It was none other than Holy Brita.
Cornelia, the eldest princess of the empire.
The waitress temporarily withdrew after taking the guests to the study. Aslan glanced at Melita, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly returned to her expressionless look and just nodded calmly.
He nodded: "First time we meet, Princess Cornelia, your beauty is stunning."
"First meeting! Your Majesty Aslan." Cornelia also nodded slightly, and then came to Aslan's desk with a slightly unsteady step: "Your Majesty Aslan, it is really difficult to meet you.
."
Aslan: "..."
Although Her Royal Highness the Princess had tried hard to maintain a stable and dignified posture, Aslan could still tell at a glance that the other person's leg seemed to be injured!