Aslan looked at the breakfast that had been prepared on the table in the hall, he sat down on it, picked up a piece of bread and said while biting, "Grandpa Michelo and Lord Gus, have you eaten breakfast, do you want to eat some more here." ”

This time it is stable, and we must improve the bread recipe here.

The bread you eat at this time is definitely medieval black bread, usually baked with wheat flour mixed with a lot of bran - this method was already considered fine black bread in the Middle Ages, and in modern terms, nutrition is absolutely good, but the taste is really different.

At first glance, it looks like a Chinese sorghum noodle wotou, cut into slices, and the taste is a little sour and salty.

The last time I was in Fort Grammies, I even ate some black-hearted bakers who cut corners, deliberately adding wood chips, small stones and other miscellaneous items to the black bread, which made it even more uncomfortable to eat.

It seems that the cultivation of winter wheat is imminent, and although the rice is highly yielding, it has a poor taste and is of very low nutritional value, and only the poor can eat it.

"No, young master, you can eat. The Michelian butler refused.

Aslan picked up a glass of milk on the table and took a sip of it, which was still the milk squeezed out of the cow that Aslan had brought back from Fort Gramis.

"Grandpa Michelo, don't you have something to say, sit down and talk about it. Aslan said, swallowing the bread in his mouth.

"Well, okay young master, I'm mainly here to report on our damage after we resisted the bandit group this time. Said the Michelo butler.

"Well, have we calculated our losses? Aslan put down the cup in his hand, looked at the Michelo butler and said, this is the one thing Aslan is most concerned about now.

The expression of the housekeeper in Michelo was a little depressed: "We have already calculated the specific data." Let me start with the casualties, the enemy's bandit regiment of more than 2,000, and we cremated more than 1,740 corpses left behind yesterday. However, our situation is not good, our Flying Army has killed one hundred and twenty-one soldiers, twelve of whom were seriously wounded, but after drinking your medicine, young master, it has been much better, but ......"

The Michelo butler paused and continued in a sad tone: "However, even if they recover, they can no longer go to the battlefield, they can no longer be soldiers." The rest of the people were all injured in various ways, but they were stabilized, and as long as they recuperated for a while, they should be fine, and in addition, there were forty-three civilian casualties caused by some robbers who broke into the city. ”

Aslan clenched his fists: "Those people are on the battlefield for the first time, and some of them are so young, so ...... like this"

"Young Master, don't be sad, after all, we are facing more than 2,000 robbers, and our casualties can already be said to be the history of the empire, no! The Michelo butler comforted.

At this point, Old Man Gus nodded solemnly.

Indeed, unless there are some special combat powers, such as magicians, powerful warriors, and some powerful races. Otherwise, Aslan's casualty ratio this time can already be said to be a perfect victory.

Aslan was not honored by this, and he said in a deep voice: "However, we have lost almost a third of our combat strength in this battle, and what will happen to the families of those sacrificed soldiers and seriously injured soldiers in their future lives." ”

The housekeeper was silent for a while, and said softly, "We can give them some comfort money." ”

"Steward Michelo, wait a minute, go and issue a resolution for me: the families of the soldiers who died in the defense of Flying City this time can receive a pension of ten gold coins, and if there are elderly people in their families, we will provide them with one silver coin per month. If we have children, we will also provide for them until they are sixteen years old. In the future, all soldiers who die in war or in the line of duty will also be subject to this standard. ”

The Michelo butler looked at the young master in front of him in surprise, he didn't expect the young master to propose such a condition to appease the dead soldiers.

Compared to Michelo's surprise, Gus was shocked, compared to the often heard Aslan's whimsical decrees, Gus was the first, or the first time in history, that there was such a generous city lord.

Every time a war ends on the mainland, the comfort money for the fallen soldiers is a problem for the major lords and kings, and the best thing is to give one or two silver coins to the family, and some don't even have a consolation money.

"Young master, your consolation fee is too high, and there are those who raise children and old people. If you follow this decision, it will increase a large part of our financial expenditure, you must know that we can now say that we have zero income, and there is only less than half of the original gold coins left, and if we increase the expenditure, it will soon be used up. Old Man Gus said worriedly.

Aslan said in a firm and unquestioning tone: "This matter has been decided, as for the problem of money, I will find a way to solve it." Well, Grandpa Michelo, tell me about some of the other losses. ”

The Michelo butler sighed, and did not say anything more, continuing to report the loss.

"The losses of the musketeers were relatively small, and one of the soldiers who died just now was the musketeers, because a robber rushed to the city wall, and one of the musketeers did not react and was killed by the bandits, and then the robbers were killed by the other soldiers. Twenty of the hundred muskets of the musketeers had developed necrosis from overheating, and after examination by Lord Simalan, most of the parts of these muskets were rendered unusable. We still have 200 rounds of ammunition left for the musket, and we've run out of explosives. ”

Aslan was only a little distressed about the loss of the musket, but it was nothing compared to the lives of the soldiers, after all, if it weren't for the strong fire support of the musket team, the final result might not be what it is now.

However, the missing musket still needs to be replenished as soon as possible, after all, this is one of the powerful combat forces of Flying Sky City now, and the killer weapon of the opponent's ordinary army.

"Finally, there is the news of the Southern Noble Federation. ”

Aslan shook his head and said, "Noble Federation?

"Some time ago, it wasn't that a mysterious merchant fort appeared, and it kept plundering the children of the surrounding cities, which caused the dissatisfaction of the surrounding nobles, but the merchant fort was strong, and it suffered heavy losses several times, so the noble federation invited Frey to come out, young master, I told you about it!"

Aslan nodded, and immediately understood that he had said this at the time, but he didn't say anything about the existence of the Noble Federation.

"Oh, what's the matter with them?" Aslan subconsciously asked.

"Since Frey was killed by you, Young Master, they want you to negotiate with Fort Merchant. Michelo said with a worried look on his face.

Obviously, he also knew that the merchant fort was not easy to mess with.

"Well, is there anything else going on?"

"Not for the time being, young master. Said the Michelo butler.

Aslan picked up the tablecloth next to him and wiped his mouth, and said, "By the way, I remember if there is a big open space in the west of our Flying City." ”

"Yes, it was the place where you arranged for the cavalry horses in the future, but it was a bit far away from the Flying City, so it has been abandoned there. ”

Aslan thought for a moment and said: "You arrange for someone to tidy up there, I will build a martyr's cemetery there, and tonight I will be there to cremate our dead soldiers this time, and send our heroes on their last journey, you go and explain, and by the way, inform the citizens of Flying City." ”

"Young Master, is this really necessary?" Gus asked suspiciously, he was also a soldier when he was young, but in his concept, what Aslan did was too strange, a soldier was just the consumption of war, and most of those soldiers also understood this truth in their hearts.

Aslan knows very well what he is doing, and his modern cognition makes it clear to him that a soldier is a superior who must be 'cared for', as long as the soldier admires you and thinks you are good to them, then they are willing to give their lives for you, just like a faith.

"Just do what I say. ”

"Yes!"

As for the matter of the merchant fort, put it aside for the time being, and wait for the noble federation to come to the door, they can give Frey so much benefit. Aslan is not stupid, so he naturally wants to wait for the price and sell.