697 Chapter 697: More and More Fights

"Retired soldiers get a lot of farmland in addition to receiving retirement pay."

After Aslan said this, he was silent for more than a minute. His eyes scanned every soldier on the square sharply.

"It has been three years since the ten-party alliance split. In the past three years, there have been constant wars. We have lost many relatives and friends, and our homes have been destroyed time and time again. As soldiers, you have fought on the battlefield to protect your homeland. See Watching our comrades-in-arms fall down one by one and being helpless, and watching our homes being destroyed by the enemy time and time again, those are the homes we worked so hard to build.”

Aslan's voice grew louder.

"The so-called enemies are actually our own people, all of us in Cleveland. Many of you used to be enemies just like me. Have you ever considered the root cause of all this?"

The entire square was silent, and many people fell into deep thought.

"Nobles, the original old nobles, they lived a life of luxury and wealth, they just wanted the people to continue to create wealth for them, but they never considered the difficulties of the lower-level people. They were like vampires, constantly sucking the blood of the people on the territory. You start wars at will according to your own hobbies, and you fight for the honor of nobility. How many of you died on the battlefield because of this kind of honor.”

"So I'm here. I, Aslan Salamello, want to change all of this. I want to build a new world. I want my people to be fed and clothed. Let all my soldiers understand that soldiers are only for the people of the country." In war, the interests of the people of the country are above all else, and it is not that some nobles like to start wars at will."

"For those of you who do not want to retire, the lord is very grateful to you, but there is not enough manpower to cultivate the farmland, and it will eventually become a wasteland. If you want to create a new world, war and blood and tears are indispensable, and someone needs to work quietly behind the scenes. No soldier wants to wait until they win with their home in ruins."

"Retired people are only working hard for a better future. What you shed is no longer blood, but sweat. The creation of a new world requires the joint efforts of all people."

After Aslan finished speaking, he finished what he had just said again. This time, the soldiers on the square did not hesitate any longer. Many fathers, sons and brothers pushed their children and brothers up one after another.

The veteran father smiled and patted the recruit's son and said, "When I go back, I will help my two elder brothers support the family so that I can go to the battlefield with peace of mind."

All of a sudden, more than half of the people walked out of the square, and there were nearly 160,000 people left. Officers from the recruit training camp of the United Army began to enter the arena, and all soldiers over forty years old were removed from the team, and tens of thousands were reduced at once.

In the end, the remaining army is only in the early 100,000s, but their spirits are completely different. They will be retrained. If they are lucky enough to awaken their fighting spirit and become professionals, they can be transferred to the unified army. Those who are younger will also be sent to Baxia City to receive more complete training.

In a monitored fort somewhere on the second line of defense, Cromwell stood in front of the window, quietly watching everything in front of him. He knew very well that the Duke of Durandal was finished, because he would face not only the United Army, but also the There are tens of thousands of people in the Asean province.

"Commander, what should we do now?" Cromwell's adjutant asked nervously.

Cromwell said with a wry smile: "What can we do, the situation is far beyond our control."

"You shouldn't have pretended to be dizzy at the beginning, maybe we had already broken through." The adjutant said helplessly.

If Xika was here, he would definitely be frightened by the adjutant's words.

Cromwell was so angry that he vomited blood and fainted. It turned out that he had put it all up by himself.

"I won't pass out. Sika dares to lead the army to surrender. The soldiers on the second line of defense only need to hold on until the line of defense falls. By then, hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the anti-Mei defense line will survive." Cromwell said with a smile. Endless self-deprecating said.

From the fall of the first line of defense to the capture of the third line of defense, Cromwell knew that they could not hold on.

At most, he just persisted for a few more hours. In order to fight against the hundreds of thousands of officers and soldiers in the Mei defense line, he chose to pass out. He knew a long time ago that Xika had been in contact with the Tianping Chamber of Commerce and had received many benefits from the Tianping Chamber of Commerce.

So Cromwell was very sure that as long as he passed out, Sika would definitely surrender.

In public and private, this is the best choice for him.

"That traitor Xika is now a guest of the United Army, but we are going to be under house arrest here?" the adjutant said dissatisfied.

Cromwell shook his head and said, "Don't worry too much, someone will come to see me in a few days, let's guess who it will be?"

"What time is it, and I'm still in the mood to joke around."

In the early morning of the next day, nearly 200,000 captured soldiers each held ten bright silver coins in their hands, and prepared to go home with their burdens on their backs.

The veteran's father was named Ford by their recruit squad leader, because his original name was Goupi, which was really ugly.

Although Ford looked old, his real age was only thirty-six, which was within the qualifying line for the garrison.

"After you go back, help the family well. I heard from the team leader that our family has begun to divide the land, but don't wait for me to go back, and weeds will grow everywhere." Ford said, patting his youngest son on the shoulder.

The younger son nodded vigorously.

Arturia stood beside Aslan and asked curiously: "Although the combat effectiveness of these surrendered troops is not strong, they can still be used to maintain local law and order and defend the city."

Today, the size of the unified army is only 500,000, and the garrison troops in the province of Melox are only 500,000, plus 200,000 miscellaneous troops, 1.2 million troops, if you want to control the entire Kingdom of Cleveland very difficult.

"Haha, we have plenty of soldiers, and I will only fight more and more." Aslan couldn't help laughing.

The 200,000 retired soldiers are the best propagandists. They will tell what they have heard and seen. With their confirmation, the people who were originally assigned to the farmland can be completely relieved.

As Aslan occupied more and more areas and the people received real benefits, they naturally followed them even more wholeheartedly, and even helped to spread the news to other areas and even other provinces.

At that time, the people everywhere would like Aslan's army to arrive as soon as possible. At that time, does he still need to worry about the shortage of troops?

What's more, once the country stabilizes, it is impossible to continue to maintain such a large army.