Chapter 928 928: The wall fell and everyone pushed it
Chapter 928 Chapter 928: The wall fell and everyone pushed it
The Stormtroopers established by Arthur seem to be the prototype of special forces, but they are actually an elite assault force similar to the Lighthouse Rangers.
As for the special forces, Aslan's Oath Sword and Dragon Slayer Knife both belong to this type of force, but the members of these two forces are still used to using cold weapons and need to gradually strengthen their training.
In a world with high martial arts like Xinuo Continent, one's personal strength is too low to be able to carry out special operations missions.
Aslan hopes that the Stormtroopers will become his trump card in future wars.
In the Chitu Grassland where the Ottoman Kingdom gathered heavy troops, in a certain camp of the right-wing army, more than a dozen tribal leaders gathered together. They accounted for one-third of the strength of the right-wing army.
"Hu Tu, tell me!" Wu Xieke, the most powerful tribal leader among them, said.
Hu Tu is a strong man in his thirties. The beard on his face is braided so that his face cannot be seen clearly.
"The fall of the Ottoman Kingdom has become a fact. There is no need for us to be buried with the two Khans. Now many tribes have secretly contacted the Merox Empire. We cannot fall behind. However, a single surrender cannot maximize the benefits and unite all the tribes.
We will definitely be able to bargain with the Merox Empire." Hu Tu said with confidence.
Their sixteen tribes united and had nearly 200,000 troops. Once they were rebelled, it would be a devastating blow to the Ottoman Kingdom.
Hu Tu's words were echoed by many tribal leaders. In fact, many of them had secretly contacted spies from the Merlocks Empire, but in the end no agreement was reached. Those messengers from the Merlocks Empire were too arrogant and completely inconsistent.
The way he looked at himself made all the leaders disgusted.
But the situation is like this now. The Merox Empire has taken over two-thirds of the Ottoman Kingdom. Many tribes’ original pastures have been occupied by the Merox Empire. The two Khans initially said that the masters behind them would help them.
After taking it back, these tribes will evacuate all the way here. Now the master behind it is missing, and their space for activities is getting smaller and smaller. Anyone who is not a fool will understand that no one can save them.
In a kingdom composed of such nomadic peoples, there is no trust or loyalty between the tribes at all. The only thing that can convince them is interests.
If they continue to resist to the end, they will lose everything in the end, including their lives.
"Seconded!"
"We are willing to elect Wu Xieke as the leader of the alliance."
"Agree!"
As the saying goes, when the wall falls and everyone pushes it down, when the ship of the Ottoman Kingdom is on the verge of sinking, all the monsters and monsters jump out.
In fact, not only these tribal leaders, but also the two khans of the Nanqu tribe and the Laoshang tribe have considered surrendering. However, they have signed contracts with their respective masters and cannot betray them. However, for the continuation of the tribe, they can only forcefully
They just kept going and turned a blind eye to the fact that some young men in the clan secretly contacted the Merlocks Empire.
On June 15th, the sixth year of the Merlot calendar, the sun was shining brightly, and the scenery on the grassland was distorted by the high temperature heat wave.
The temperature today is as high as 38 degrees Celsius. This kind of damn weather has been rare in the grassland for decades, but I didn't expect to encounter it today.
Aslan stood under the tent, fanning himself with his hands, hoping to reduce his own heat.
Duke Medea sat quietly under the tent, with several large ice cubes condensing around him, and was enjoying a bowl of ice cream in his hand.
"Damn the weather!" cursed Aslan.
This kind of weather is simply torture for heavily armed soldiers.
Last night, at least more than ten tribal leaders from the Ottoman Kingdom paid a secret visit to him, but Aslan was not in the mood to receive them one by one, and threw them directly into a tent, almost resulting in a fight.
After finally learning that both of them were coming to surrender, they instead fought to be the first to surrender, and then became more reserved.
"Zuo Xian Wang Junchen, are you really going to abandon your father?" Aslan asked Junchen outside the tent, who was already sunburned and sweating profusely.
He is the Zuoxian King of the Laoshang tribe and the biological son of Laoshang Khan.
Junchen wiped his sweat and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, my father has been controlled by the Maxim Empire and has completely lost control. For the future of the ethnic group, I must make a choice."
Aslan nodded, stood up and looked at the last line of defense of the Ottoman Kingdom. Soon the sound of horns sounded, the sound of horse hooves was deafening, and the sound of gunfire continued, but he did not see a horse rushing towards the direction of the expeditionary force.
Mordred from the other direction saw the Ottoman army fighting among themselves and couldn't help shouting: "Commander-in-Chief, let's take the opportunity to break into the enemy camp!"
Arturia had received an order from Aslan early in the morning and would not take advantage of the chaos to attack. Their target was the powerful people of the Maxim Empire and the Magic City who were hidden in the Ottoman army.
They did control two khans and many powerful leaders, but that didn't mean that all tribes were willing to obey orders and die.
Aslan's request was very simple. After the surrender, he cooperated with the empire's incorporation. The tribes remained intact, but they had to accept supervisory officials sent by the empire. The scope of each tribe's activities was also limited. However, the distribution of pasture made each tribe very satisfied.
The requirements may seem loose, but in fact there are hidden mysteries.
"Aren't you afraid that these barbarians will eventually attack the city you built?" Duke Medea suddenly said.
The Junchen next to him twitched his mouth when he heard Duke Medea call them barbarians, but he didn't dare to refute. That was the most powerful person in the northern part of the continent, Her Royal Highness the Queen of the Melox Empire.
The establishment of the Merlox Empire was indispensable with the support of this woman. It would not have been possible to establish such a huge empire so quickly relying on Aslan alone.
"When cities are built on the grasslands, it will be no longer up to them." Aslan showed a proud smile. After the emergence of thermal weapons and machine guns, the era of cavalry will eventually come to an end.
"The Ottoman Kingdom is rich in mineral resources. As long as a complete industrial system is established in these places and urban facilities are improved, I believe many herdsmen will put down their riding whips and choose to work in factories and live in clean and comfortable cities."
"The first batch of people who settle in the city will definitely become supporters of the city. At the same time, they will be freed from the oppression of tribal leaders. They will cherish the city in front of them more carefully. What we have to do is very simple, let city residents live a superior life.
Attracting herders from various tribes to settle here.”
Aslan finished speaking and looked at Junchen thoughtfully.
Junchen, who had already fallen into panic about the future, suddenly knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, please let me settle in the city. I am tired of living on the grassland."