"Three million?!" Hearing this number, Legley and Will, who had some doubts in their hearts, changed their faces slightly, while the general of the Principality of Keeler, Saudin, couldn't help but exhale, and only the Dharma Saint of Yaske had the same face as usual.

Fred looked at the expressions of several people and continued: "Yes, it's three million. ”

Saying the figure of three million, Fred thought it through.

If the number of these Pigs is concealed from these people, then once they find that the difference in numbers is too great, they will inevitably have no heart to back down at that time, and they are even more afraid that they will suffer a big loss if they do not take the attack of the Pig army to heart. Although three million Bimeng is more, after all, they are all Pigs, and the coalition still has a good chance of winning a battle with them.

But Fred withheld several important details.

One of them is that these Pigs are young males than Meng, and the other is that the detectives he sent only detected this number, but the actual scale should be even larger, but these are not good for stabilizing the morale of the army, and may even bring about the rapid defeat of the coalition army, so he did not make a special explanation, anyway, as long as the reinforcements arrived, these problems would not exist at that time.

"Lord Fred, how could Beamon suddenly have so many Pygs come to Beamon? However, even the three million Pig tribe Beamona is not too powerful, is it? Those Pygs were a little stronger than our average soldiers at best, and we didn't need to be afraid of them. Saudin cried out again.

As soon as these words came out. Suddenly, everyone looked sideways, and even the gaze of the calm-faced Yaske Fa Saint couldn't help but linger on this Saudin's face for a moment.

There was a faint wry smile on Will's face, but it was only an instant that he reverted to his indifferent composure, but Legley despised Saudin in his heart, and he felt that this man's head did not seem to be enough to be a commander. But presumably, the Principality of Keeler doesn't have any famous generals now, otherwise how could such an idiot be sent out.

The others were silent, but Fred had to explain to this reckless general from Keeler who made Keeler always the most loyal subordinate principality of the Caesar Empire.

"Saudin, the problem doesn't stop at these three million Pig Bimon, we should think about it, since Bimon can quietly get three million Pig Bimon to launch a counterattack, then whether they still have more troops that have not been exposed." Fred explained.

Saudin nodded suddenly, but Will on the side secretly sneered in his heart: This Fred's words also deceived Saudin, a fool with no brains. What do you mean by "are there more troops"? There is almost no indisputable answer to this---- there must be! And definitely a lot, otherwise why would Beamon start a counteroffensive at this moment?

Replaced by the other people here, apart from Saudin, who is not a clear-headed and nimble general? Such a simple inference can be considered almost as soon as the brain turns. So, after Saudin stopped asking questions, the big tent fell silent again.

Fred looked at the expressions of several people. couldn't help but secretly curse a group of old traitors, but he had to continue the topic: "Now the actions of the Beamon Legion are still unclear, for the time being, we have only found this huge number of Pigs Beamon Legion, so I came to you to ask your opinions to see how to deal with Beamon's deathly counterattack." ”

No one answered, until a moment later the brainless Saudin stood up and shouted, "All my warriors in Keeler are willing to act as the vanguard and inflict a devastating attack on the invading Beamon legion. ”

Now, even the corners of Will's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times: this idiot, just with his 50,000 soldiers. Can you fight against the three million Pig tribesman? I'm afraid that people will pounce on you, and one person will gnaw your 50,000 people even the belt bones clean.

If it weren't for the fact that he had led the troops for many years and had a calm personality, he would have thrown his boots in the face of this fool who could only shout at this moment.

Wrigley didn't do it either.

He had come for an opportunity to plunder the results of the war, and it would have been impossible for him to send his elite to fend off the Pyg Beamon. But now Saudin's brainless guy actually made a statement in advance, didn't he pull everyone else into the water!

Thinking of this, Legli stood up with anger on his face: "Saudin, do you think this battle is so easy to fight? Or do you think that the coalition's millions of soldiers should be under your command?! Tell you to go back to your own camp if you want to pretend to be the boss, and don't think of yourself as a savior. My dignified general of Saint-Germain will not eat your set. He didn't dare to say in front of Fred that Saudin was incompetent, who let the real commander behind this stupid general was actually Fred in front of him, so he could only point the finger at Saudin, but the subtext was to imply Fred not to stick his hands in his army. Keeler agreed to such conditions. But he Legli wouldn't.

Fred couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that it was only Wrigley who was in trouble. At least for now, several other countries have not yet expressed their position, and compared to the navy of Saint-Germain, the army of Saint-Germain is really unable to take action.

After sorting out his thoughts, Fred opened his mouth and continued: "General Legley doesn't need to be angry, if there is anything, we can all sit down and discuss it well." ”

Legreel heard Fred's soft words, and knew that this was Fred's limit, and it was impossible to let this Caesar's big man completely pull down and beg him, and he didn't continue to entangle with the idiot of Saudin, and sat down with a calm face.

By now, Wrigley's attitude towards Beamon's arrival has changed dramatically.

Being able to let Fred, the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, speak softly and play a round, it is not to prove how big his face is, but from Fred's reluctant appearance, he thought of a more unpleasant possibility: if Fred can have such an attitude, then the situation of this attack on Beamon is serious, and I am afraid it is not as easy as I imagined in advance.

Could it be that the probability of the information I got a few days ago is really that high?!

Thinking of this, Legley moved his body sitting in the chair with some uneasiness, and used his brain to think hard about the retreat of his legion. If it weren't for Tushun's visit a few days ago, then even if he was dissatisfied, Legley would have to accept Fred's command to avoid the end of the entire army.

But now Legley's mind has changed.

Now it seems that the "savior plan" proposed by Tushun may not be without the possibility of success! If the battle situation is really as Tushun said, then Beamon's victory in the city of Paglia will bring greater benefits and opportunities to Saint-Germain.

A group of people as heroes and heroes cannot be as attractive as a few people ascending to the throne of savior.

Busy thinking, Wrigley lost interest in Fred who was talking in front of him, and just sat there with a blank face, his eyes drooping like Will's, so that no one else noticed his anomaly.

Fred's exuberant mobilization order was only the only one in Keeler's Saudin, and even the Dharma Saint in Yaszko had no obvious reaction. This made Fred feel angry, and he couldn't help cursing: these damn guys are actually playing big cards with themselves at this time, and it is useless to talk about it by themselves, it is better to simply take out the plan, as long as these guys agree, the coalition will have more time to prepare.

Thinking of this, Fred stopped his tirade and asked directly: "I hope that the coalition forces will have a real battle with the Pig reinforcements of Beamon, but this is inseparable from your support, so now I need you to give me a clear answer: to fight, or not to fight?!" ”

After a moment of silence, a voice broke the silence of the tent: "Fight! ”

Everyone was stunned, because the person who said this was not Saudin as everyone imagined, but Will, the Bayan Tiger, who had never spoken. Rudolph.

Fred was the first to come back to his senses, and although he had doubts, he was more surprised: "Okay, Baya Tiger really deserves its name, and it deserves to be the first player in Baya." ”

Will smiled faintly, since he was not excited or indifferent, he just smiled casually: "Where, you are too polite." In fact, it is our mission to defeat Beamon, and there is nothing to boast about. ”

Fred bowed his head in satisfaction and turned to look at the others.

Naturally, Saudin agreed without question, and if it wasn't for Will's quick answer that surprised him too quickly, then he would have been the first to answer Fred's words.

In the end, Wrigley made the same choice, only the Saint of Yaszko gestured to Fred's chin and left without saying a word.

The boulder of Fred's heart finally fell.

The most difficult to say Yaske master finally agreed to his choice, and the major task of resisting Beamon's counterattack was half completed, these countries plus Caesar were the leader, even if those small principalities wanted to withdraw their troops, they definitely didn't have any guts.

Now Fred doesn't mind killing those stupid generals on the spot, daring to be arrogant in front of him, that's also in the past, and now the coalition can only have its own voice.