"How much military strength and equipment is there approximately?"
He Ao watched the projection of Scott in front of him and asked slowly.
"It looks like there's only one Mercenary Corps, a fully mechanized unit, and so far, no signs of an air force have been spotted."
Scott replied quickly.
"I understand."
He Ao nodded lightly, "Keep a close watch on the movements of this Mercenary Corps, and try to protect the trade caravans entering and leaving through the North Gate. If there is an emergency, temporarily closing the North Gate is also an option. Thank you for your efforts."
"You're joking, sir. It's my duty."
Scott gave a military salute, "Yes sir!"
He Ao reached out to hang up the call.
Watching the military figure slowly fade away in front of his eyes, He Ao leaned back in his chair, gently rubbing his forehead.