In the spacious room, the ice cubes in the four corners exuded a hint of cool air, making the temperature in the room much cooler than the outside.
The big lion lay comfortably on the ground, its golden-brown mane spread out on the white jade ground, and occasionally licked its paws comfortably.
There were two people in the room.
The first and third legions, the two legions stationed in the royal city, were directly named the central legion by King Garland not long ago.
In the near future, these two armies will be almost invincible and invincible on the battlefield under the leadership of their respective brave and powerful commanders.
Therefore, it has become the goal of all soldiers.
But now, both of these two major legions have just been born, and they are still in their infancy.
At this moment, the commanders of the two major legions were in the room, each holding a document for the military reform.
Concerning the combat effectiveness and future development of their own troops, both of them are very serious and want to improve this reform plan as far as possible in every aspect before implementing it, taking into account every omission.
The two have been discussing here for an entire afternoon.
On the side, the big lion lying lazily on the ground was dozing half-awake and half-sleeping. Suddenly, his round ears moved and protruded from his thick mane.
Its big head suddenly lifted up and turned to look in the direction of the door.
The golden-brown pupils reflected the figure of the boy who walked in through the gate.
Just after summoning several local officials, Garlan returned here.
As soon as he entered the door, everyone's eyes fell on him.
He raised his hand and untied the cloak behind him and handed it to the maid behind him, smiling at the two of them standing at the table.
"You continue, don't worry about me."
He waved his hand casually.
Turning his head, his eyes met Nega, who raised his head to stare at him, and Gallan walked over quickly and sat 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 snort, and with a big head arched, it arched into Garlan's arms.
It was still lying on the ground, but its head was lying on the lap of the young man. As soon as Garlan rubbed its head, the round ears moved, and a low snoring sound came from his throat.
Garlan scratched its chin, and the big lion squinted, and the long tail flicked and looked very comfortable.
A glass of ice water was handed to him, and as soon as Garlan raised his head, his eyes met those golden red eyes.
Heimos's slightly long and narrow eye lines are sharp, but the eyes that reveal them are very soft.
Garlan raised his hand and just caught the glass of water, but the other hand suddenly stretched out from the slanting ground and pressed it on his hand.
"Your Majesty, this cup has already been used by others."
The blond hair fell from Kaihos' shoulders, reflecting the sunlight, making the knight's handsome profile more and more visible.
Smiling gently, the knight took the glass of water from his majesty's hand with determination and courtesy.
Then, he raised his head and said to the maid beside him, "Bring Your Majesty a glass of ice juice."
After speaking, he put the cup that was used by Heimos aside.
As soon as he looked up, he met Heimos's gaze.
Heimos stared at him from the corners of his slightly slanted eyes, revealing a sharp edge like a sharp sword.
He faced him directly, and the corner of his mouth seemed to have a smile, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, his eyes were like knives.
The eyes of the two knights collided in the air, and the swords collided, sparking all over for a while.
The young king, who was stroking Nerga's big fluffy head intently, didn't notice it, but Nerga, who was obediently lying on Gallan's lap, was keenly aware of the pressure coming from the side.
The big lion, who felt uncomfortable, raised his head and snorted dissatisfiedly at the two of them.
"What's the matter, Nega?"
Garlan put down the juice, smiled and shook Nerga's big head.
The big lion couldn't speak, so he couldn't tell the two annoying guys. He could only whimper lowly at Garlan, and rubbed Garlan's face with the tip of his wet nose.
After being coquettish for a while, it sat down again contentedly.
"Is the shoulder injury any better?"
Heimos asked as he sat beside Garlan very naturally.
Caijos sat on the other side.
"You're injured? Why didn't you tell me?"
As he spoke, his eyes swept across Garlan.
Garland shook his head.
"It's not an injury, it's just a stiff neck."
He took another sip of the ice-cold juice, and while slapping the big lion, he looked at the two of them.
"Have you discussed it?"
"almost."
The blond knight replied.
He was wondering why Heimos knew about Garlan's stiff neck.
Could it be that this guy sneaked into His Majesty's bedroom again at night
No, it seems that he has to stay outside the palace at night these days.
"You also plan to carry out the same reforms for the First Corps?"
Kaihos nodded.
"Yes, Your Majesty, I read Lord Heimos's plan and think it is very suitable."
As soon as he finished speaking, High Priest Shamash, who stepped in from the door, continued.
"Kaijos, I suggest you be cautious. It's best to wait for Lord Heimos to implement it, and then make a decision based on the effectiveness of the Third Army."
Xie Muer did not agree with the reform of the two major legions at the same time, he thought it was very risky.
He felt that it was better to follow the steps step by step, one by one.
"No, Your Excellency High Priest, the reconstruction of the First Legion will only take more than a year. The resistance to reforming it now will not be too great. If it is delayed for a long time, the reform will be more troublesome in the future."
And Kaijos knew very well in his heart that the military reform of Heimos would make a qualitative leap in the combat effectiveness of the legion.
He never cared about who the so-called two might be the strongest knight in Aaron Landis.
However, he was very concerned about the strength of the army they commanded.
The first legion commanded by him must be the most elite and powerful legion under King Garlan!
Shemuer frowned.
"That said, but..."
"Okay, that's it."
Garlan raised his hand, stopped the dispute between the two, and made a decision.
He looked up and looked at Kaijos and Huymos.
He said: "In a month's time, the change of the Corps will be completed."
Caressing Nega's thick mane lying on his lap, Garlan lowered his eyes and said lightly.
"I informed Tal yesterday to let him prepare enough armaments within a month."
Xie Muer's expression froze.
Kaihos looked at Garlan, his eyes burning.
Heimos did not move, but a bright light flashed through his eyes.
They all guessed Garlan's decision at this moment.
canal.
Although they all knew in their hearts that after the incident with the Prince of West Asia, they would go to Kanal to fight sooner or later.
But none of them expected that this day would come so early.
…
…
The clouds dissipated, the bright sun swept the earth, and the top of the palace was bathed in the sun with a golden brilliance.
At this moment, the two sides of the palace hall were full of people, and almost everyone was whispering and whispering.
At the large-scale court meeting only once a week, after all important political affairs have been reported, after seeing a few things that are not in a hurry and then summed up at the end, everyone can easily go back to lunch.
However, the young king on the throne suddenly said a word, like a blast of thunder, blasting the entire hall.
"Send troops to Kanal?"
"A month later?"
"This is too fast, King Garland."
"Such a hasty expedition is not the way to victory, King Garlan, please think about it more."
"Although it is justifiable for us to send troops to Kanal now, but, Your Majesty, how will other countries view you if you send troops so eagerly?"
A small number of people remained silent, while more ministers asked Garlan to think carefully.
Since King Gallan came to power, he has implemented many wise measures. In less than a year, Aaron Landis, who had been turbulent for a while due to the war, was stabilized and the country was restored to peace.
This is a wise young monarch.
Everyone recognized this.
But looking at it now, after all, he is still too young, so he made such an urgent decision.
In the eyes of the noble ministers, the reason why King Garlan was so eager to send troops was because he wanted to become the real King of Karnar as soon as possible.
Young kings, young and energetic, high-spirited, always want to take one step to the sky.
Expanding territory, adding glory, and doubling Aaron Landis' realm—a feat of course that makes the young king eager to fight for Canal.
Thinking so, Zuo Sixiang, the head of the civil service, stood up directly.
"Aaron Landis has just stabilized and needs a long period of recuperation, King Gallan, I don't think the war should be started lightly at this time."
He frowned and persuaded.
"I don't think you should be in a hurry."
The upright minister looked up at Garlan, and spoke unceremoniously.
"Your Majesty, you are still young, and you still have enough time. Even if you wait another two years, you will still be less than twenty, and it will not be too late to go to Kanal at that time."
His next sentence was a bit harsh.
"Please don't act recklessly."
Although it is hard to listen to his words, as a courtier, his task is to assist the king and prevent him from making wrong decisions.
Even if he angered the king because of this, he would not hesitate.
Zuo Sixiang, with his head held high, had already made up his mind in his heart that he would oppose the issue of sending troops to Kanal no matter what.
Sitting on the golden throne, the young king looked down at his ministers.
"I can wait."
He says,
"But someone can't wait."
Everyone looked at each other in surprise, but didn't respond for a while.
'someone'
Who do you mean
"I still have enough time, but those people's time is running out and they can't wait any longer."
Garlan said, his eyes swept across the hall.
He didn't let the ministers wonder for too long.
"More than a year ago, in the battle of Judas City, the king's brother died in the battle, the three major legions were destroyed, and tens of thousands of soldiers were captured by the Gasdadians."
"Among them, the vast majority were escorted to the country of Kanal by the Gasdadians and became slaves of the Gasdadians."
"To this day, tens of thousands of my Aaron Landis soldiers have been humiliated and tortured as slaves at the hands of the Gasdadians. Many have died, and many more are about to die."
"It's been a year, and they've waited long enough."
The entire hall fell silent, only Garlan's voice echoed in the hall.
The young king's voice was very calm, but the calm contained in it was beyond doubt.
Garland said, "I will bring them back to Aaron Landis."
The hall was very quiet, no one spoke, and even Zuo Sixiang, who had stood up firmly against sending troops, fell into silence.
During the Battle of Judas more than a year ago, tens of thousands of Aaron Landis soldiers were captured by the Gasdars and taken to Canal to become slaves.
This is very common on the mainland.
There has never been a kingdom that would attack another country in order to rescue a prisoner of war that was taken away.
But King Garland said that he sent troops to Kanal to bring them back.
"You don't need to worry, my decision was not made on a whim. Sending troops to Kanal was a decision I made a year ago."
Garland continued.
The words made Zuo Sixiang startled, and he couldn't help asking.
"But a year ago, how did you know that the Prince of West Asia would..."
"I have no idea."
The young king stared 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."
"… "
Zuo Sixiang was choked.
He looked at King Garland, and the resolute face showed a bit of helplessness at the moment.
He sighed and said, "Your Majesty, if that's the case, you have trespassed into other countries without authorization, and will be condemned collectively by other countries."
"Probably, but even so, I have to send troops."
Garland smiled at Zuo Sixiang.
"It's not negotiable," he said.
Zuo Sixiang: "..."
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 do the same wayward behavior in the future
He thought with a headache.
Helpless, helpless... But for some reason, at this moment in his heart he didn't want to object.
[I will take them back to Aaron Landis.]
Maybe it was because this sentence touched his heart.
"But, there has never been such a practice on the mainland..."
There are also the Lord and the faction who are unwilling to go to war and want to persuade them unwillingly.
In the quiet hall, Garlan got up and stood up from the throne.
He stepped forward, the 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, and his golden pupils looked down at everyone.
"I am the king of Aaron Landis."
His voice echoed in the hall.
"I will never abandon my people."