When it comes to war, there are two aspects that are most important.

Soldiers on the frontal battlefield and the logistics of the soldiers.

Both are indispensable, and in almost every war, the commander-in-chief and the official position in charge of grain and grass are the most important.

For the Five Kingdoms, this is naturally the case.

The commander has already appointed King Sultan, Chris III, and the Lord of Erwin is in charge of the grain and grass.

There is no longer a dispute over these two official positions, and with the cooperation of the three of them, they have pit the Sultanate and the Kingdom of Tomei on the dispatch of troops.

The three of them who sincerely cooperated just now looked at each other a few times, and they knew very well in their hearts that they could not do this again on the next grain and grass issue, otherwise they would really have a grudge.

At that moment, the envoy of the Kingdom of Morocco, Wifred, stood up and said: "Since everyone is satisfied with the number of troops sent, then we will discuss the financing of grain and grass." ”

"A few days ago, because the distribution plan for troops did not come down, everyone was not satisfied with the distribution plan for grain and grass. Now that the distribution of troops has been reduced, the problem of grain and grass should be very easy to solve. The Gambian envoy Harun followed Wifred's words and said that the singing and harmony were perfect.

Weaver waved his hand heavily and said, "Although our Kingdom of Morocco is small and weak, it still has some family resources over the years, so this time in terms of logistics, we will have a little more, and we will cover the three layers of grain and grass." ”

"Phew!"

Hearing Waffred's words, so people couldn't help but spit in their hearts.

The Kingdom of Morocco is so small and weak?

Although the Kingdom of Morocco is the least populous of the five kingdoms, with a population of less than 300,000, it is a very profitable country on the trade road.

Among these countries, when it comes to being rich, it is estimated that the Kingdom of Morocco is the richest, and it is really shameless to still cry poor here.

Weverred knew what was going on in the minds of the four of them, of course, but his face was still light, as if he hadn't said what he had said.

As a professional diplomat, how can you not even have this kind of face?

However, this time the Kingdom of Morocco has already taken out a lot, and the other four people are already very satisfied, so they don't bother with him.

The most important thing now is how to distribute the remaining seven layers, and several of them are experienced people.

Almost instantaneously, the final conclusion was reached, either "one, two, two, two", or "one point five, one point five, two and two".

Apart from these two methods, there is absolutely no other distribution method!

Then, almost instantly, the four abandoned the first method, with too few winners and too few chances.

"Whew!"

The four of them looked at each other as if they were about to burst into a spark, and Weverred watched with a smile as they fought.

Bell immediately said: "I, the Kingdom of Djibouti, have sent 30,000 troops, and the losses are huge, so I should only have a layer of grain and grass. ”

Chad glanced at him and said coldly: "The Sultanate will never be humiliated twice, one layer!"

There was a raging anger hidden in the words, and in his own territory, he was put on a display by outsiders, and Chad could already have a premonition of how his king would vent his anger on himself.

If he can't get some points back on the issue of grain and grass, he may have to put a label of "incompetence" in the king's heart.

For Chad, who has a career in his career, this is simply an unforgivable event.

In fact, at this time, the final result is no longer negotiable, everyone is just tempting and tempting.

Now the anger of seeing the car has reached the point where it is irrepressible, and everyone will no longer touch his moldy head.

"Two floors!" Peter and Harlan said with a shrug as they pulled out of the fray.

"One and a half floors!" Bell said without waiting for Chad to speak.

Looking at Chad's expression, he was a little worried that he would not be able to leave the Sultanate, although it was nothing to sacrifice his life for the kingdom.

But if you can live well, why should you die yourself!

"Bang bang!" the Duke of Elf clapped his hands twice to celebrate the quick deliberation.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glance appreciatively at the three people who united, this time I was able to talk about the main things so quickly, but it was really thanks to the three of them.

That set of combination punches is really a stroke of genius.

......

Ellev City, the Lord's Palace.

The night is as cool as water, the moonlight is sultry, and the silver moonlight sprinkles on the ground, reflecting patches of slightly black shadows.

Zachar, Gashi, and Everea sat around a round table.

Sachar and Jiashi are the same silk black robes, which is the most solemn color of the Empire.

Evereya is still a white dress with gold silk trim, curling and graceful, beautiful and moving.

Evereya was able to attend this meeting, but Jiashi did not show any surprise.

Ever since Evereya broke through to the Golden Tier, Jiashi knew that this day would come sooner or later.

No one can ignore a golden-rank priest, especially since she is also a professional temple priest leader, extremely good at large-scale divine arts, this kind of divine officer is simply a battlefield army amplifier.

The value is far greater than that of Turanya's battle god, after all, if you fight, you can have the generals of the empire.

Although there are not many gold-level generals in the empire, it is not a few, and there are still hundreds.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Governor of Chels to see the scene of dozens of gold-level powerhouse groups charging.

There are all matters related to Ellev City, which have already been dealt with in so many days.

The next most important thing is the matter of the 37th Legion, that is, the Demon Vine Armor Legion, and there is also the matter of the mercenaries of the Principality of the Fallen Spirit.

These two events are related to the next concrete steps of the provincial war.

Sachar already has a draft in his heart, and now he is asking what Jiashi means.

After thinking for a moment, Saga slowly spoke: "Jiashi, I mean, you go and command the 20,000 troops of the elven clan, bypassing the Knowles Mountains from the west side, and directly attacking the hinterland of the five kingdoms. ”

"I will lead the remaining 40,000 troops in the front, and go around in circles with the main armies of the five kingdoms in the mountains, or have a chance to contact them and fight. ”

"When you come all the way from west to east, you can cut off their food routes, and then we will flank them back and forth and send them to hell. ”

Jiashi nodded slightly, there was nothing wrong with that. There is no problem with Zachar's strategy, after all, the mercenaries of the Principality of the Fallen Spirits are still a relatively secret existence.