A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

In the spacious room, the ice cubes placed in the four corners emitted a hint of cool air, making the temperature in the room much cooler than outside.

The big lion lay comfortably on the ground, its golden-brown mane spread out on the white jade floor, and occasionally licked its paws happily.

There were two other people in the room.

The First Legion and the Third Legion, the two legions stationed in the royal city, were directly named the Central Legion by King Garlan not long ago.

In the near future, these two armies will be almost invincible and invincible on the battlefield, led by their respective brave and powerful commanders.

Therefore, it has become the goal that all soldiers aspire to.

But now, these two legions are still newly born and are still in their infancy.

At this moment, the commanders of the two legions were in the room, each holding a document on the military reform plan.

Regarding the combat effectiveness and future development of their own armies, both of them are very serious and want to improve every aspect of this reform plan as much as possible before implementation, taking into account every omission.

The two have been discussing here for a whole afternoon.

Beside, the big lion lying lazily on the ground was dozing half awake and half asleep. Suddenly, its round ears moved and stood out from the thick mane.

Its big head suddenly lifted up and turned to look in the direction of the door.

Golden brown pupils reflected the figure of the young man walking in from the gate.

Just after summoning several local officials, Garlan returned here.

As soon as he entered, everyone's eyes fell on him.

He raised his hand to untie the cloak behind him and handed it to the maid behind him, and smiled at the two people standing at the table.

"Go on, don't pay attention to me."

He waved his hand casually.

Turning his head, his eyes met Nerga who raised her head to stare at him. Garlan walked over quickly and sat down directly on the soft cushion on the ground.

"Come on, Nega."

He smiled and held out his hand.

The big lion let out a low growl and arched his big head into Garlan's arms.

It was still lying on the ground, but its head was lying on the boy's lap. When Garlan rubbed its head, its round ears moved, and a low purring sound came from its throat.

Garlan scratched its chin, and the big lion narrowed his eyes. The long tail swung back and forth, looking very happy.

A glass of ice water was handed to him. When Garlan looked up, his eyes met those golden-red eyes.

Heimos' slightly narrow eye lines are sharp, but the gaze revealed in them is very soft.

Garlan raised his hand and just caught the glass of water, but another hand suddenly stretched out from the oblique ground and pressed it on his hand.

"Your Majesty, this cup has been used by someone else."

The blond hair hangs down from Caihos's shoulders, reflecting the sun and highlighting the knight's handsome profile.

Smiling gently, the knight took the glass of water from his Majesty's hand firmly, yet politely.

Then, he raised his head and said to the maid beside him, "Bring your Majesty a glass of ice juice."

After saying that, he put aside the cup used by Heymos.

When he looked up, he caught Heimos' gaze.

Heimos stared at him from the corner of his slightly slanted eyes, revealing a sharp edge like a sharp sword.

He faced her directly, with a smile on his lips, but the smile did not reach his eyes, and his eyes were like daggers.

The two knights' eyes met in the air, and their swords clashed, causing sparks to fly.

The young king, who was concentrating on stroking Nerga's big plush head, didn't notice it at all. Instead, Nerga, who was lying obediently on Garlan's lap, was keenly aware of the oppressive feeling coming from the side.

Feeling uncomfortable, the big lion raised his head and growled dissatisfiedly at the two of them.

"What's wrong, Nega?"

Garlan put down the juice, smiled, hugged Nega's big head and shook it.

The big lion couldn't speak and couldn't complain to the two annoying guys. He could only whine lowly at Garlan, then leaned over and rubbed Garlan's face with the tip of his wet nose.

After acting coquettishly for a while, it sat down again with satisfaction.

"Is the injury on your shoulder getting better?"

Heimos asked, sitting next to Garlan very naturally.

Cayjos followed and sat on the other side.

"You were injured? Why didn't you tell me?"

As he spoke, his eyes swept over Garlan.

Garlan shook his head.

"It's not an injury, it's just a stiff neck."

He took another sip of the cold juice, and while stroking the big lion, he looked at the two of them.

"Have you discussed it yet?"

"about there."

The blond knight replied.

In his heart, he was wondering why Heimos knew about Garlan's stiff neck.

Did this guy sneak into His Majesty's bedroom at night again?

No, it seems that he has to stay outside the palace at night these days.

"Are you planning to make the same reforms to the First Legion?"

Cayjos nodded.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I read Lord Heymos's plan and think it is very suitable."

As soon as he finished speaking, the high priest Shamash walked in from the door and continued.

"Kayhos, I suggest you be more cautious. It is best to wait until Lord Heymos implements it and see the effectiveness of the Third Army before making a decision."

Shermer did not agree with the simultaneous reform of the two armies. He believed that this was very risky.

He felt that it would be safer to proceed step by step and one by one.

"No, Your Excellency, the High Priest, it will only take more than a year to rebuild the First Legion. There will not be too much resistance to reforming it now. If the time drags on for a long time, the reform will be more troublesome in the future."

Moreover, Kayhos knew very well that Huymos's military reforms would make a qualitative leap in the legion's combat effectiveness.

He never cared about who was the so-called strongest knight of Aaron Landis.

However, he was very concerned about the combat effectiveness of the legions they commanded.

The first legion commanded by him must be the most elite and powerful legion under King Garlan!

Shermer frowned.

"Even so, but..."

"Okay, that's it."

Garlan raised his hand to stop the dispute between the two and made a decision.

He raised his head and looked at Kehos and Heimos.

He said: "It will take one month to complete the transformation of the Legion."

Caressing the thick mane of Nerga lying on his lap, Garlan lowered his eyes and said lightly.

"I notified Tal yesterday to prepare enough military supplies within a month."

Xie Mu'er looked stern.

Kayhos looked at Garlan with a burning gaze.

Heimos sat motionless, but a sharp light flashed across his eyes.

They all guessed Garlan's decision at this moment.

Kanal.

Although they all knew in their hearts that after the incident with the West Asian prince, sooner or later they would go to Kanal to fight.

But none of them expected that this day would come so early.

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……………………

The clouds dispersed, bright sunlight spread across the earth, and the top of the palace was bathed in the sunlight and shone with golden brilliance.

At this moment, both sides of the palace hall were filled with people, and almost everyone was whispering to each other.

At the large-scale court meeting that only happens once a week, after all the important political matters are reported, a few less urgent matters are discussed and finally summarized, everyone can easily go back to have lunch.

However, the words suddenly spoken by the young king on the throne were like a thunder, exploding the entire hall.

"Send troops to Kanal?"

"A month from now?"

"This is too fast, King Garlan."

"Such a hasty expedition is not the way to victory. King Garlan, please think more carefully."

"Although it is justifiable for us to send troops to Kanal now, Your Majesty, if you send troops so eagerly, how will other countries view you?"

A few people remained silent, while more ministers asked Garlan to think carefully.

King Garlan has implemented many wise measures since he came to power. In less than a year, he stabilized Aaron Landis, which had been in turmoil due to the war, and restored peace to the country.

This is a wise young monarch.

Everyone recognized this.

But looking at it now, after all, I am still too young, so I made such a quick and easy decision.

In the view of all the noble ministers, the reason why King Garlan was so impatient to send troops was because he wanted to become the true King of Karnar as soon as possible.

The young king is young, energetic and high-spirited, always eager to reach the sky in one step.

Opening up territory, adding glory, doubling the territory of Aaron Landis - such a great achievement will certainly make the young king eager to go to Karnar.

With this in mind, Zuo Sixiang, the head of the civil service, stood up directly.

"Aaron Landis has just stabilized and needs a long period of recuperation. King Garlan, I don't think we should start the war lightly at this time."

He frowned and persuaded.

"I don't think you should rush things."

The upright minister looked up at Garlan and admonished him unceremoniously.

"Your Majesty, you are still very young and you still have enough time. Even if you wait two more years, you will still be less than twenty. It will not be too late to go to Kanal at that time."

His next words were already a bit harsh.

"Please don't act rashly."

Although his advice may be offensive, as a minister, his mission is to assist the king and prevent him from making wrong decisions.

Even if it offends the king, he will not hesitate.

Zuo Sixiang, who held his head high, had already made up his mind to oppose sending troops to Kanal no matter what.

Sitting on the golden throne, the young king looked down at his ministers.

"I can wait."

He said,

"But some people can't wait."

Everyone looked at each other in surprise and didn't react for a while.

‘Someone’?

Who are you talking about?

"I still have enough time, but those people's time is running out and they can't wait any longer."

Garlan said, looking across the hall.

He did not leave the ministers puzzled for too long.

"More than a year ago, in the battle of Rudas City, the king's brother died in the battle, the three legions were destroyed, and tens of thousands of soldiers became prisoners of the Gastad people."

"Among them, the vast majority were escorted to the Kingdom of Karnar by the Gasdad people and became slaves of the Gasdad people."

"To this day, there are still tens of thousands of my Aaron Landis soldiers who have been humiliated and tortured as slaves at the hands of the Gastad people. Many have died, and more are about to die."

"It's been a year, they've waited long enough."

The entire hall fell silent, with only Garlan's voice echoing in the hall.

The Young King's voice was calm, but what was contained in that calmness was undeniable.

Garlan said, "I will bring them back to Aaronlandis."

The hall was very quiet, no one spoke, even Zuo Sixiang, who stood up and firmly opposed sending troops, fell silent.

In the Battle of Rudas more than a year ago, tens of thousands of Aaron Landis's soldiers were captured by the Gasdars, taken to Karnar, and turned into slaves.

This is extremely common on the mainland.

There has never been a kingdom that would attack other countries in order to rescue the prisoners of war who were taken away.

But King Garlan said that he sent troops to Karnar to bring them back.

"You don't need to worry. My decision was not a whim. It was a decision I made a year ago to send troops to Karnar."

Garlan continued.

Those words made Zuo Sixiang stunned, and he couldn't help but ask.

"But a year ago, how did you know that the prince of West Asia would..."

"I have no idea."

The Young King looked at him with bright eyes and said calmly.

"However, even if there is no such thing as the Prince of West Asia, I will send troops at this time."

"…………"

Secretary Zuo was choked up.

He looked at King Garlan, and his resolute face showed a hint of helplessness at this moment.

He sighed and said, "Your Majesty, if that's the case, you are trespassing into other countries and will be condemned collectively by other countries."

"Probably, but even so I will send troops."

Garlan smiled at Zuo Sixiang.

He said: "There is no negotiation."

Minister Zuo: “…………”

He sighed deeply again.

Only then did he realize that the young king was such a willful person.

If this is the case this time, will he behave similarly willfully in the future?

He thought with a headache.

He was helpless...but for some reason, at this moment, he didn't want to object.

[I will bring them back to Aaron Landis. 】

Perhaps it was because these words touched the bottom of his heart.

"But, there has never been such a practice on the mainland..."

There are also those who are unwilling to go to war and want to persuade them unwillingly.

In the quiet hall, Garlan stood up from the throne.

He stepped forward, his light-colored cloak flying behind him.

"I don't know what the so-called mainland practice is."

The Young King stood on the high platform, looking down at everyone with his golden pupils.

"I am the King of Aaron Landis."

His voice echoed in the hall.

"I will never abandon my people."

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