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To be honest, a naturally arrogant, arrogant and narcissistic elves have never been excellent colonials.

In this great era marked by nautical colonization and industrial innovation, relying on the outstanding vision of the previous digital elves kings surpassing the times, the elves on Yongju Island finally successfully boarded the shuttle bus and ushered in another revival after the collapse of the ancient elves civilization for tens of thousands of years, becoming the first colonial empire with territory spreading around the world and warships roaming the world.

However, compared to other challenges of the contemporary era, the elves' advantages are nothing more than that.

After three centuries of bloody conquest, the elf regime rooted in Yongju Island has grown from a weak island country to a world hegemon, but at the same time it has also fallen from a "gentle, kind, and elegant beautiful country" to a "cruel, greedy, and terrifying public enemy of the world". This country has only about four million citizens with elf blood, but has to control the huge population of nearly 90 million of intelligent races in the two continents, and must face the joint challenges of almost all countries around the world alone, expanding and dominating the territory.

The ability has actually basically reached the critical point. Before completely digesting the existing territory, even if the elves have the ability to further expand externally, they do not have the ability to stabilize and open up new territory, and in the end they will only be worth the loss. Due to the limitations of technical and social conditions, the expansion of any empire has its maximum limit. If this limit is exceeded, the increase in governance costs and defense costs will completely offset the benefits of conquest, resulting in the excessively large empire being gradually dragged down by an unbearable burden.

Moreover, due to the arrogance and arrogance that is deeply rooted in the aboriginal people of the conquered colonies, the elves always have a deep-rooted sense of discrimination, treating them as slaves and even animals that can be killed or sent at will, and have no way to give them any identity to them. No matter how hard the second Japanese devils who sold themselves and defected to them, they will always be the life of second-class citizens as long as they do not have the blood of the elves. For the conquered colonies, the elves have never truly regarded them as their own.

The country is managed seriously, and its ruling policy is completely predatory: basically, it is to first capture a piece of land and appoint a tax holder with the title of governor to collect taxes. As long as the tax is provided on time and in full, the Elf Kingdom will acquiesce the governor to do whatever he wants on his territory. Unless there is a chaos in the jurisdiction, the governor cannot collect taxes, or the governor is ambitious and wants to fight against the country, the central government will remove the governor and suppress the riots, and then replace a new governor to continue collecting taxes there...

Under this bloody and cruel deprivation, the open racial discrimination system and extremely extensive and simple management model, it is natural to imagine how loyal the more than 80 million non-citizens in the territory of the Elf Kingdom can have, basically, one small anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti-revolutionary anti

And that huge elves that reached more than two or three million at its peak was actually a rather unstable pyramid structure and could never be used easily. Especially as the base of the tower, more than 1.5 million foreign local soldiers were thinking about how to create a directional explosion and throw off the hateful top of the tower composed of hundreds of thousands of purebred elves and half-elves... It was just that due to lack of organizational coordination and lack of excellent enough leaders, it was difficult to accomplish anything.

But the elves were confused by the long-term glorious victory, and their thinking patterns could not turn around. They were already sitting on the crater, but they still didn't have much awareness. They only knew that they were looking for the next prey all over the world with red eyes, but they didn't know that they were dry firewood all over the world... Even at this moment of crisis where fires and smokes were on all sides, the elves still didn't know that the elves were just using force to suppress bloody suppression, and created white terror to shock people. As a result, when the elves suffered unprecedented damage in Cusco City, the ruling order barely maintained in the rear occupied area immediately collapsed, and even the remaining army itself became unreliable...

Since the king is accustomed to treating his subjects as a mustard, how could the subject not regard the lord as an enemy?

Faced with this strong pressure, the morale of the army was floating, and the rebellion was in a bad situation. Lieutenant General Daniel, the last elves in the Delta battlefield, could not come up with any clever plan to turn the tide in an instant. There were only one of these countermeasures before him, one of which was reward and comfort. But it was too slow and a little too late. The other was to use severe punishments to force constraints. The consequence was that even though there were tens of thousands of troops, it would lead to another mutiny. Isn’t Marshal Cruze doing this a few months ago when he was in Cusco City. Didn’t he do this? He tossed hundreds of thousands of troops in one day?

In addition, there is a way to cost the most and take the fastest results. It can only be done in terms of time.

...Of course. The side effect is also the biggest - that is the fate!

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When Major General Gilbert and a group of defeated soldiers survived by chance, they fled back to the Tongbes Harbor in a panic, they were almost fumigated by the choking smell of blood and disgustingly strong corpse stinking.

"Oh my god! What's going on? Did Tongbes Port also have a mutiny like Cusco City?"

Because he lost the vital city of Tenochtitlan and was afraid of being shot by the military court, Gilbert was swept away from the battlefield by his subordinates, and did not dare to run back to the base camp directly. Instead, he wandered around the wild for several days, and then gathered up more than 3,000 disastrous soldiers, which could be regarded as a regaining capital to bargain with the above.

It was not until his old friend Lieutenant General Daniel sent him a secret envoy to send him a document on handling the matter of Her Majesty the Queen's "dismissal and retaining her post and making meritorious service" that Gilbert hesitated to set sail to the beach, defeating several groups of thugs and bandits who had no eyes along the way, and walked to Tongbes Harbor with bumps and bumps all the way.

As a result, Gilbert just stepped into the city gate and saw a shocking scene:

The silent sound of Tongbes Port under the rain curtain seemed to have become a dead city, and the sound of rain could only be heard in my ears.

The bustling streets in the past were surprisingly empty, and there was no one person, only a few wild dogs barking. The doors of shops along the street were nailed to death by wooden boards, some of which had been violently smashed open and looted into chaos. Various debris were discarded on the outdoor ground, as if they had just been washed away by floods.

If all of the above can be described as a war-time depression, then when he continued to move towards the city center, the situation he saw along the way was even more terrifying - dead bodies were everywhere beside the walls, in courtyards, on windowsills, and even in the middle of the street. Moreover, these deaths were basically without exception, all of them were black and yellow-skinned natives of the Mazka continent.

In this high temperature and humid weather, the corpse was rotten, with white maggots tumbling, and a strong smell could be smelled from afar. The walls and the ground were stained with blood. Even the quagmire puddles on the streets and alleys were covered with different shades of blood. Groups of flies were buzzing in the air, and even the crows, which are rare in tropical areas, came to make fun in the rain, happily pecking at the internal organs and rotting flesh of the corpse... Especially when Major General Gilbert accidentally saw a crow picking out his eyeball from the eye socket of a rotten female corpse and swallowing it with the splashing juice, he almost vomited out yesterday's supper and bile.

As a professional soldier who lives for human life, Major General Gilbert has not seen the tragic scene of corpses and blood on the battlefield, nor has he not given the order to "all indulge military discipline and operate freely in the city for xx days" to the soldiers after conquering the enemy's city. But he really could not imagine that as the elves queen and her entire palace garrison, as well as the important harbor town closely guarded by tens of thousands of elves troops, such a thing would have happened in Tongbes Port!

Could it be that Daniel has lost control of his troops, so he let them act under his nose? When he thought of this worst possibility, Major General Gilbert couldn't help but fight, fearing that when would a large group of soldiers emerge from a dark corner and dismember his group of people...

Under such heavy mental pressure, he didn't know how much perseverance he had spent, so he barely insisted on walking to the Tungbes Port Security Command. And as soon as he rushed into the commander's private office, he asked Lieutenant General Daniel about the above tragedy.

Then, he quickly got the other party’s answer...a seemingly reasonable but actually very absurd answer.

"...In view of the severe situation facing our army at present, in order to prevent the indigenous people in the city from working together with the enemy army during formal war, they stabbed our army from behind. So I issued a purge order not long ago, asking them to execute all 20,000 indigenous residents in Tongbes Port, and confiscate all property and use it to reward soldiers..."

His face was pale, his head was messy, his eyes were dull, and his eyes were covered in blood. It was obvious that the commander of the Port of Tongbes was very badly resting for a while, Lieutenant General Daniel sat on a leather swivel chair behind the desk, holding a cup of hot coffee with his hands tremblingly, and explained to Major General Gilbert with a hoarse voice, as if he was both heartbroken and helpless.

However, the Major General scoffed at what he said.
Chapter completed!