God Three Group Chat: Three Kingdoms

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“No matter what these people choose, as long as everyone is gathered together, there will naturally be no possibility of leaks, or rather, the possibility will be so small as to be negligible.” Arvind breathed a long sigh of relief. He didn’t care who arranged these soldiers, but he no longer needed these things. All he wanted was to find Altay and get everything he wanted.

If Altay agrees, that would be a win-win situation, with no objections from either side. On the contrary, if there are objections, or if the objections are more numerous or less satisfactory, then things will escalate even further.

Including newly recruited personnel in the military serves two purposes: firstly, it effectively prevents these individuals from using uniforms to leak information; secondly, it demonstrates trust that those in this field would never go to such lengths.

Before he clearly explained his plan, no one would stop him, no one would resist him, no one would try to understand the problems and struggles involved, and no one would try to intercept him under these circumstances, especially given his previous formidable reputation, which made handling cash even more difficult.

"Let's go!" After a moment of silence, Arvind led his newly regrouped army and set off for the Altay garrison.

After leaving behind a certain number of supplies and garrison personnel along the way, Avind did not spend too much time before arriving at the camp in Altay.

"Besides setting up checkpoints along the way and preparing emergency supplies in advance, these things are still useful, especially for us. They are of utmost importance. We absolutely cannot have any accidents, let alone any human interference or negligence..." When they were less than 30 miles away from the Altay camp, Awende signaled the army to stop. They found a relatively suitable location to conduct a search, confirming the distance to the city and the personnel and supplies left behind.

The army that can reach this place not only has elite soldiers, but also a firm will and determination. Only in this way can it deter others and force them to stay put and turn a blind eye to this matter.

Otherwise, even if the army he leads is elite enough, if everyone else chooses to take action, he will inevitably become a commander without troops, and may not even be able to protect himself.

In this vast mountain range, no one knows exactly how many military camps are located, how many soldiers were trained, or how many glorious achievements and honors of these warriors were witnessed.

An army that can maintain consistent self-training in such an environment, even with its large size, would be no match for Arvind.

An absolute difference in numbers often leads to an absolute difference in strength, especially when combat can be strengthened, making the impact even more difficult to erase.

"General, please take care. If things are not going well, do not act rashly, lest you increase the possibility of disaster." Kenmail, who originally wanted to go with them, was forced to stay behind by Arvind. Now he could only watch Arvind's back and wait for Arvind's decision.

Now that they're going there, nobody knows what will happen, but as their direct subordinates, all Kenmail and Valena can do at this moment is wait—wait for the final result and notification.

Having mentally prepared himself, Arvind led his legion toward the location of Altay.

It was a place that wasn't particularly prosperous, and there weren't many people. It could easily be called a military training camp. There lived Altai, the strongest ruler of the Kushan Empire in the previous era.

The overall size of the military camp was not large, and the number of troops stationed there was not particularly large, at most 30,000, which was not an outrageous number and was within an acceptable range.

Arvind had already mentally estimated and calculated this numerical result, silently increasing his belief in the likelihood of success. With such a small force, Arvind didn't believe he would lose to his grandfather, but out of respect, he chose to first demonstrate his resolve and commitment through diplomacy.

Although the soldiers in this camp hadn't heard much about Arvind, they were still well-trained soldiers and followed the rules.

When someone arrives, they are intercepted, their identity is reported and uploaded, and they are allowed to enter only after the camp's higher-ups approve it.

That would normally be true, but Arvind didn't need to, or rather, as Altay told him, he didn't need to prepare these things at all.

As Arvind gently stepped through the gate and looked at the familiar camp layout, he felt a sense of nostalgia, as if he had returned to the time when he was taught there. But it was just a feeling.

Whether it was Altay's own idea or someone else's suggestion, it no longer mattered to Avind.

Once you achieve your goals, execute your plans, and successfully obtain what you deserve, you can begin your journey back.

"It's been many years, not bad, not bad." Standing at his door, Altay waited quietly for his grandson to appear. Looking at Awende's body and physique, he nodded in satisfaction.

So many years of calmness have not changed the other person's self-discipline. It seems that their mindset has indeed improved, or rather, they have a source of motivation to persevere for a long time.

"Avand greets Grandpa!" Arvind, who had come with the intention of being courteous before resorting to force, would naturally not act rashly if the circumstances allowed.

“Come on, let’s go inside the tent and talk. It’s been so many years since we last met, this will be a good opportunity for me to catch up with you…” Hearing himself being called “Grandpa,” Altay’s expression softened considerably. Looking at Awende’s face, his expression seemed to say that he was a promising young man, and his words and attitude became much more gentle.

Compared to the impetuous young man he once was, the current man is polite and speaks to people in a way that, while not exactly like a gentle breeze, is at least on an equal footing, which makes Altay very happy.

After so many years of calm, I never expected that this would lead to such a result. It is indeed a good thing, a great thing.

Everyone entered the room smoothly. Altay quickly sat down in the main seat, showing no signs of old age; in fact, he was very robust.

Arvind followed behind and soon sat down as well.

Not long after sitting down, Altay began a barrage of questions, inquiring about Avind's experiences and outcomes over the past few years, which seemed to be far from good... (End of Chapter)