"You have done well in the past few years, but it is not enough. There are thousands of magic guilds across the country, hundreds of thousands of registered magicians, and they consume at least tens of millions of gold coins every month.
You only solved the problems of a few counties, but you brought hope that magic can be used for people's livelihood and gain benefits, and magicians can support themselves.
I will try my best to promote the laying of railways and the application of rail cars. Wherever there are railways, there will be magicians to eat, but the prerequisite is that they cannot be controlled by others."
Dongfangwang bites the last few words particularly hard.
Building and laying railway tracks must rely on earth magicians. This person in front of him is their ancestor. Ding Kui knows how important Dongfangwang's promise is.
"Hasn't anyone done something similar before?" Ding Kui felt a heavy burden on his shoulders.
He was afraid of the far-reaching impact that helping the Magic Guild reduce its dependence on the imperial court. It had both a good side and an extremely dangerous side.
"You don't understand! This civil strife has resulted in the death of a large number of magicians, which makes us see a crisis! Magicians should try to stay away from wars, especially civil strife. It is a great tragedy to die at the hands of one's own countrymen." Dongfang Wang said in a heavy tone.
He has stayed in Shaodian Kingdom for more than two hundred years, and his feelings for his family and country are so deep that it is difficult to express in words.
Magicians are no better than knights and have no bloodline inheritance. In good times, new magicians can be found everywhere, but in the worst times, there are none.
The magicians who accompany the army have strict regulations to control losses within an acceptable range when attacking other countries or resisting invasion.
However, this time civil strife suddenly broke out, and the magicians in the four western states and those who rushed to respond suffered heavy losses. Magic will always face the dilemma of having the fewest magicians in history.
"If magicians integrate into people's livelihood and become an existence like a chamber of commerce, I think magicians can be separated from war." This is Dongfang Wang's wish.
"Impossible! Unless the Grand Alliance decrees death, the courts of all countries will not give up using magicians to fight." Ding Kui poured cold water on him.
Dongfang Wang felt a little lonely after hearing this.
"Well, the Grand Alliance will not formulate such rules." His voice was full of melancholy, "I think it is possible to reduce the number of magicians accompanying the army. Magicians do not pose a threat to the rule of the imperial court. We just want to live well."
"Okay! I helped you!" Ding Kui was deeply moved. "Without the magician, the lives of the lower-level soldiers are more valuable. Many fewer people will die in each battle."
He has a much deeper understanding of war than Dongfang Wang. He has fought many battles without magicians in Nanzhao State. When soldiers become the protagonists of the battlefield, all commanders do not want their casualties to be too large.
On the contrary, if there are big killers in the army, ordinary soldiers are more likely to be sacrificed.
The two reached a consensus and settled on the details directly. Dongfang Wang had managed the Magic Association for many years, and his negotiation skills were no less than that of Ding Kui.
"It's a loss, it's a loss, why do you feel like I'm repaying the favor?" The word "heartache" was written on Ding Kui's face.
"Hahaha, would I take advantage of a junior like you?" Dongfang Wang was amused again.
It's been a long time since anyone dared to be so presumptuous in front of him.
"Aren't you going to attack the Yang family's territory? Don't worry! I'll find someone to tell Yang Kuai that if he dares to violate the rules of the major alliance and attack you in private, we, Shenfeng Valley, will fight to the death with the Yang family." Dongfang Wang
Put down the rhetoric.
Ding Kui stood up and bowed to the ground: "Thank you, Ancestor Dongfang, for your blessing!"
Dongfang Wang and Ding Zhen have an old relationship, so it's not wrong for him to call him "ancestor". The key is that it can bring the relationship closer.
He knew that the Shen Kong Clan could be compared to the Shenfeng Valley and could control a country's magic guild. Its strength was by no means lower than the Shen Kong Clan. The Yang family without a Martial God would definitely not dare to fight against it.
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"Well, keep an eye on the camp gate. Let's go out on patrol." Ding Cai led a group of people out of the gate of the military camp.
The 74th Division stationed in Xingchao County along with the Eighth Army Corps to prepare for crossing the river south. Since they had to wait for the completion of the Xijiang Tunnel, the troops mainly rested and recuperated.
"etc!"
Ding Cai and others trembled when they heard the voice, their faces turned pale, and beads of sweat slowly formed on the back of their heads.
They slowly turned around and saw a dazzling general's armor.
"How come I didn't know you were going to patrol?" Fan Yuzhen came over with a sneer.
"It's the order from Lord Ding." The group of people who were about to leave the camp took a step back except Ding Cai.
Green veins appeared on Ding Cai's forehead.
"Oh! Sir, there is something registered in the military order book."
He quickly came to Fan Yuzhen and whispered in her ear: "Give me some face and explain to you later."
Both the guards and the people brought by Ding Cai in front of the door turned their heads and looked away, not daring to watch the couple having sex.
Fan Yuzhen gritted her molar teeth and said, "You'd better explain it to me clearly."
Falsely delivering military orders was a serious crime, and she had to give Ding Cai a step back.
"Haha, haha, um, sir, please go down and check the military order book." Ding Cai took his wife and walked into the camp.
The group of people who were following him dispersed in a hurry.
"Isn't it that the National Guard Army has just arrived in the next town? I heard that a wonderful performance has been arranged tonight." Ding Cai explained cautiously.
"The Eighth Army Corps also has a cultural troupe. They will perform at our place tomorrow. Why are you anxious? Is there an old friend of yours over there?"
Fan Yuzhen was not a jealous person, but she couldn't help but mock Ding Cai.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Ding Cai waved his hands hurriedly, "I mainly want to meet a few brothers, inquire about the military situation, and watch the performance just on the way. Besides, what is there to see from the grass-stage team of our army?"
"Hey! You are not the number one loyal servant. You still ask others for military information. I will be ashamed of you if you tell me." How can Fan Yuzhen be so easy to deceive?
"It's normal for the master to forget to notify me when he is too busy." Fortunately, Ding Cai was thick-skinned and no one else could see it when he blushed.
Fan Yuzhen said sternly: "The entry of the art troupe into the regular army is one of the key points of the military reform. The military reform is the master's hard work. If you don't support the art troupe of our army, you will tear down the master."
"You can't accuse me!" Ding Cai felt guilty, "I boasted in front of my new colleagues and wanted to take them to see the world. I will definitely support my army's art troupe when they come tomorrow."
If anyone else said this, he would definitely fall out and show his loyalty to his master at all costs, but he would lose his temper if Fan Yuzhen scolds him.
"The people from the Military Justice Department have become active again. Be careful if someone catches you." Fan Yuzhen was angry and refused to argue.
"It's okay!" Ding Cai blinked, "I stamped a forged military order at the bottom of the military order book. If you use the big seal, it will be genuine."
"Nonsense! Your team will be responsible for logistics in the next six months!" Fan Yuzhen felt a little more relieved.
"Ah!" Ding Cai's face suddenly fell.
The battle across the river is about to begin. Logistics work is the last thing all officers and soldiers want to do. Who knows what the battle situation will be like in half a year.