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Seventy-one, the winner gets nothing (below)

. "Well, I remember the Giant Bear Legion was established in May last year, and it should have been almost a year since then." Facing Feiri's rhetoric, Karthas was a little confused, "What does this have to do with the topic we are going to discuss?"

"From the official report, it's really like this." Feiri sighed and said, "But do you know that in the defense battle of the new Demon Sobrey City in January this year, when the Elven Marshal Sofia Leahton was killed, my subordinates were almost killed and injured. The troops are now all recruits recruited later, and nine out of ten are joined the army for less than two months. And most of them were forced to recruit, and basically did not regard joining the army as their life choice. At most, they can only be said to be temporary workers in the military camp, or even worse, it is the hour.

Speaking of this, he sighed and shrugged, "In just two or three months, we can neither train them into qualified soldiers nor cultivate their cohesion, nor make them completely forget their previous means of making a living. These guys have just become familiar with each other, and the love of a comrade is still nothing! And after such a bloody battle, I guess many people will definitely get battlefield phobia, which is making us the chiefs who forced them to die! How can we be in the same heart as us? Let them go back now, at least 90% of the people in the entire army will support them, and at most blackmail them all the way. On the contrary, if they force them to play mutiny together, it is very likely that the camp will explode!"

"This... it really doesn't look like an army at all!" The female professor looked a little dazed, "So what about other troops? I mean the volunteer soldiers and volunteer soldiers sent by several southern states."

"They? They are worse than us. These guys are not here to fight, but to organize battlefield tours!" Feili scoffed at this, "Most of the southern states have deducted slightly more decent soldiers from the gateway, and sent a few unsuccessful politicians to bring some gangsters or beggars to the front line to pretend. Many of them don't even let the guns go! It's just to put the halo of war heroes in order to earn image points for future votes."

He became more and more excited as he spoke, "In short, the history of our army is a history of splitting and fighting for power and profit. It is a history of internal struggle! To put it bluntly, it is a group of complete mobs!"

Karthas was completely choked.

"... In this way, Ilminster is really not wrong at all: such a mob, spending money and food, and disturbing the people on weekdays, but fighting is useless." The female professor's tone was very strange. "Faced with such unfair treatment, he didn't even have the courage to resist. It would be better to lay off such sheep-like army."

Feiri could only smile bitterly at this. Ilminster is right to tell the truth. But it depends on the occasion to tell the truth! And... why do you always encourage us to embark on the path of anti-socialism?

"Although it's a mob, a mob also has the benefits of a mob. If the colony really has a strong soldier, the imperial government would be worried!" Listening to the two of them having been communicating for so long, Renee, who was sitting on the other side of Phili, couldn't help but insert it.

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Karthas asked with interest.

"Our army is recruited and formed by local officials, and it has no relationship with the central government, especially the regular army organizations, and its location is far away from the local area. If our army is a powerful professional army under the control of local officials, it is likely to become a local warlord after the war." Renee, who is familiar with the colonial situation, talks happily. "Only when the orders are not in line like now, the command system is disordered, and even disobeys cannot be done, the Congress will release it.

"Then kick us out of the army in the name of poor combat effectiveness." Feili added.

"That is, sacrifices combat power to ensure control over the army..." The female professor smacked her lips. "The price seems to be a little higher."

"From the perspective of the central government, there is nothing sacrifice." Feili said, "The less military force is in the uncontrolled area, the better. Even if you have to rely on them, you must try to easily reorganize and dismantle these troops instead of gathering together to facilitate future rectification. Moreover, although our people are not good at fighting field battles, they will still have some combat effectiveness if they are allowed to defend their hometowns, fight street wars or guerrilla wars."

"Isn't that a militia?" said the female professor.

"Who said no?" Feili sighed, "If the professional army is a wolf, then the militia is a rabbit. If it is not forced to the extreme, it will not bite people hard. On the other hand, once the militia is forced to the extreme, it will be more cruel than the wolf when biting people! The problem is... If you want to rely on a group of rabbits to support your own troops and threaten the government, it is simply a daydream!"

"For the government that strives to control everything, the ideal external team is to be able to fight troops. This situation is really sad!" Renee also sighed, "The victory is nothing, this is probably what she said."

Speaking of this, the three of them felt a little sad and couldn't help but remain silent for a while.

There was still a messy scene in the room. Except for them, everyone else was making a fuss about the distribution of remaining military funds, trying to cut off the last piece of meat from the dying giant beast of the Mainland Conference, which vividly reflected what it means to scatter the tree. After listening patiently for a while, they cried repeatedly and repeatedly, Karthas suddenly showed a mysterious smile.

"It is a pity that the army was disbanded, but this is also your chance, isn't it? Dear voter of underwear." "Oh, please stop lifting that underwear! Even if it was worn by a goddess, it's still as embarrassing." Although Feiri had a bitter face, her eyes showed a look of absent-mindedness.

"I understand what His Highness Misterla means, the head of the New World Branch of the Mysterious Fire Knights. Humph, it's really a good position! I just put so many fully equipped troops into my plate! I just don't know how much money the Magic Goddess Church can put out, and I have to support so many people at once. Even if it's just responsible for military pay and food expenses, it's not a small amount!"
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