. "...The so-called local charity is called devoting oneself to the country, but in fact, it is to make money and seek fame. At most, only one or two percent of the soldiers in the army can fight, and more than half of them are all served by local politicians, and most of them are only stored in the book, and they have not reached the front line at all... The military tickets along the way, illegally raising funds, blackmailing local people, and forced to recruit civilians, many bad deeds, fortunately, but fortunately, they have not colluded with thieves...every time, they are known as a thousand people, but less than one hundred people in the battle, and they will collapse without fighting. Checking the list, there are more school officials than lieutenants, and more lieutenants than soldiers. I really don't know how to train such strange troops..."

"...The so-called main force of the central army, namely the giant bear and the raccoon army, was known as good at fighting, and had captured and killed several elves. However, as I saw it with my own eyes, it was not worthy of its reputation... The marching and fighting were completely disorganized, and all the officers and officials were not born in military academy, and they were all appointed as private matters. The same was true for the generals of the two armies... The artillery did not use artillery skills, and the infantry had no courage. Whenever they encountered a critical moment, they drove bears and weasels to fight. Outsiders actually mocked our country for becoming a bear country... In my opinion, if the military's achievements were not fabricated, they would have been a natural blessing, and they could not be reborn. If these people who deceived the world and thieves were in the army, they would cause disasters to be destroyed in the future..."

The dark elf female politician stood in her position calmly, reading a loudly chanting the emergency report Ilminster to Congress. With the ups and downs, the officials in the conference room looked red and blue, and they turned into chameleons, like lobsters rolling and changing color in boiling water. Several senior officials even chewed their teeth and made a look of bitterness and revenge. If the person who said this was a famous general who won every battle, perhaps everyone would accept it calmly, but the one who made a fuss was a bad old man who had just suffered a great defeat. How could people convince him?

When he heard that "it is common to take a job and appoint a private person, and the generals of the two armies are the same", the couple Feili and Renee exchanged glances with each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly: This old man is really a quiz!

"...In my foolish opinion, such mobs are useless to spend money and food. They are more than irresistible to the people on weekdays, but they are useless to fight. The sea route was blocked before, and they had to be temporarily appointed. Now that the war has been settled and the sea route has been opened, they should be eliminated. They should not tolerate and indulge. They will also send another army that can fight to replace the guards to prevent chaos..."

"Crazy!" Charlotte finally couldn't bear it, and reached out to overturn the table, jumped up angrily, "It's too bullying people! When we fought bloody battles on the front line, the old man was still enjoying his happiness in the villa in Shadow Valley. When the war was over, he came to arrange our sins again! Besides, how much stronger are we? We mobs at least destroyed three elves, pacified a rebellion, captured a major general, and killed a marshal, and killed a total of nearly 30,000 enemies! And what about him, a bullshit sage? He almost did not cause decent killing to the enemy, but he tortured all the 11th Legion, Am Fleet, half of the Guards, and so many local miscellaneous troops. These are more than 50,000 people! Now he has the face to talk about us? If he had acted according to military laws, he should have shot him now!"

The others were also so angry that their faces were flushed, and they shouted loudly, accusing Ilminster of being too jealous and wanting to bring others up with their bad luck. They also listed a series of crimes for Daxian, including improper command, escape at the battle, and writing letters over the level, but no one even said Daxian was spreading rumors and causing trouble--their army was indeed that kind of virtue.

In a violent atmosphere, the people who lost their jobs were unyieldingly condemning the crow's mouth, satisfied with the fantasy again and again. Zena watched coldly for a long time, but finally interrupted their yelling impatiently.

"Slaying Ilminster in a gunfire? Sent to death to the most famous sage in all countries? Which judge dares to give such a judgment! Think about something more realistic. Dear gentlemen!"

She glanced at everyone coldly. The temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees in an instant. Dozens of guys with red faces and thick necks shrank their necks at the same time. Then they looked at each other, and their faces showed a look of embarrassment.

"Look, ah, look at what you all look like now!" Zena cursed mercilessly, without any feeling of being half apart from the rank of the people who stepped down. "All of them are all people, why are they still the same virtue as elementary school students who were bullied by their classmates? You know that you are talking nonsense behind the scenes. If anyone has the courage, he will go to Ilminster with a pistol and say to him, I will punish you on behalf of the person you killed! Who has the courage? Why are you all talking nonsense?"

The people in the room looked at me, and I looked at you, all their heads drooped and didn't say a word. Looking at these living treasures who were passionate and full of words when they were actually doing things, Zena sighed long and completely extinguished the crazy thought in her heart.

"Since you don't speak, I'll just say a few words." She knocked on the table and signaled everyone to pay attention to the lecture. "As Ilminster passed the past report through ultra-long-range communication, Congress finally passed the resolution to completely dismiss our army. It's too late to protest now, so I hope everyone will face this reality calmly and appease their subordinates, so as not to let them do anything extreme."

"Your Excellency, it doesn't matter to us. Anyway, we still have an industry at home, and we can't starve to death if we lose our official position. At most, we will be a little depressed. But what should the soldiers do?" After a moment of silence, an officer stood up and said with a serious expression.

"Just as the gentleman said just now, they left their work in order to defend the country, fought thousands of miles, and fought bloody battles, but were kicked away by power after victory. How could they think so? Besides, our hometown is two months away from here. If they are dismissed here, who will be responsible for the travel expenses of the home? We can't let the soldiers beg all the way back!"

Everyone nodded and agreed, claiming that such hasty dismissal was to force soldiers to become bandits. Another officer also stood up and said that a large part of the previous military pay and subsidies for civilians were printed on their own. After the dissolution of the Mainland Conference, the military tickets naturally became waste paper, and it was impossible not to cause trouble for soldiers and civilians. Regarding how to solve this problem, the people in the room quickly started a lively discussion.

Hearing that everyone no longer scolded the government for its unfair treatment, but discussed specific severance matters. Karthas, who was sitting in the corner of the door, couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Oh, did you just admit it? The people in the colony are too out of their way!"

Because the environment was too noisy, only Di Feili next to her heard her words, which made him blink in surprise, "What else do you think? Your Excellency. Things have come to this point!"

"There are many countermeasures! Group protests against the orders, threatens to indulge military discipline, and launches a military coup..." The female professor turned her fingers and said a shocking word. Finally, she summarized it again, "The easier it is for a certain person to bully, the more others can't help but bully him. If you obey your orders, you don't know what will happen next!"

"...Your Excellency, don't test my heart's ability to withstand it again." Feiri's expression was a little distorted. "How can we do such a high-risk business?" He patted his chest and said, "I don't have that capital!"

"Most half of the army in the entire colony is here, and food can last for four months. Arms and ammunition are piled up like mountains, and there is no capital?" The female professor sighed, "You are really a group of good babies!"

"Good baby?" Feili felt a little amused, "Everyone here is a guy with a bad heart and a thicker face than **. Aren't you and me the same? If you have the chance, you can really do any lawless things. The problem is that people are uneven!"

"People are not in harmony? I think they are already united in the same hatred!" said the female professor disapproved, "After all, everyone is in great trouble, and they have soldiers and guns. Even if they don't have the ability to rebel, they will first disobey. Then inform the whole country to seek public opinion support. It is always possible to do this! In the empire, those troops who are owed pay and served overdue for the first time do this. No matter what the result is, it is better than waiting to die."

"Hahahaha!" Feiri couldn't help laughing dryly. She almost burst into tears. "Your Excellency, do you really think so?"

"Isn't it?" the female professor blinked strangely.

"Of course not. You, for example, if more than a dozen stores in a certain city demoted their managers and deputy managers for no reason, would these unfortunate guys gather together to complain? But do they have the ability to win over the guys to protest against their boss? Be careful to go from being demoted to being unemployed! Besides, this leader is not so easy to recommend."

"But you are already unemployed!"

"That's just an official public office, but this is just one of the people's identities." Feili explained, "Even if a politician goes to the battlefield, he still cannot become a soldier. Except for a very small number of people, everyone else has their own political parties or religious groups behind him. Even if he loses his official positions, he also has a position within the party or the church. Isn't I still have a title of voter now? In addition, the army here is not private soldiers of some people, but is formed through the relationship between political parties and religious groups. The relationship is complicated, and it is definitely not something that can be used by one or two leaders and a few words."

"As for unemployment... even if you miss this year's election, they can wait until next year. And when it comes to the election, the sign of heroes who are treated unfairly can attract some love votes! If you choose to react too aggressively," he spreads his hands, "it is likely to be nothing!"

"Even so, I think it's better to protest!" The female professor shook her head and said, "A good person is bullied and a good horse is ridden by others. People without blood will not have a future."

"Soldiers need blood! But the guys here can only be said to be armed politicians. Politics is a natural science of compromise." Feili said helplessly, "Even if someone wants to take risks with force, he will still encounter that problem. People are uneven and have no leader. Well, I have to add one more thing, that is, soldiers will not obey."

"...Isn't Zena sitting on it? How can we say there is no leader!"

"She?" Feili looked at the dark elf female politician on the main seat, with a strange expression. "Zena won't be the first to stand out! She has only been in office for more than three months and has no prestige to unite the entire army. Otherwise, she would not be completely ignored on the battlefield and would be at the point where her life was hanging on the line. Not to mention the others, everyone was waiting for others to make that terrible suggestion, but she was unwilling to start this by herself. Because no one knew whether the others would respond in groups or choose to send the proposed person to the top to seek credit and reward!" He sighed.

The plan for mutiny is a ball, kicking around at the feet of these scheming politicians.

No one wants to be the first to be a leader. Everyone is waiting for others and instigating others to fire the first shot. They hide in the dark. When things are successful, they are happy, but things are defeated have nothing to do with me.

This is a typical prisoner's dilemma: everyone wants to adopt a strategy of maximizing interests and minimizing losses, but in the end everyone's interests will be lost.

Unfortunately, although everyone knows this, no one can jump out of the dilemma. This is the sorrow of egoism.

"Even if the officers have many concerns, what about the soldiers?" Karthas seized the next question, "Can they calmly accept the result of returning home without gaining anything after winning! I don't believe that their awareness can be so high!"

"To answer this question, I have to ask you something first." Feili glanced at her, "Why did the army mutiny when it was dismissed? Do they really like to die in battle on the battlefield so much?"

"Because soldiers often lose their living skills after long-term battles, if they are casually dismissed and returned to their hometown, they will easily be unable to live... It is better to fight to the death, and maybe there will be a better result." The female professor thought for a while and said.
Chapter completed!