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620: Chapter 150, Reselling Strategic Materials_1 620: Chapter 150, Reselling Strategic Materials_1 Lutesya, the Human Alliance Council.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the venue is extremely strange.

The preemptive action of the Front Line Army has caught them off guard.

This is not how the game is played; they’re supposed to be the supreme authority of the human race!

External disturbances can be ignored; the human race has enough strength to weather the storm.

However, when it comes to betrayal among their own, it’s a different story.

The results of the anonymous voting turned out to be unanimous approval, plainly telling them: all the generals at the front line approve of recruiting mercenaries.

There should have been at least a few dissenting votes as a formality!

Especially those who repeatedly voiced their opposition, how did they end up casting approving ballots when it came time to vote?

One can only cite that interests can truly change people’s minds.

To ensure that the resolution passed smoothly, everyone tacitly left the opportunity to vote against to others.

Veto?

They could just think about it.

The announcement had gone out, wouldn’t it be telling the outside world that the Alliance Council and the Allied Forces lacked unity if they retracted it now?

Pinning responsibility was out of the question.

While the Alliance Council holds more power in theory, the extent to which they can actually constrain the Front Line Army is another matter.

Most councilors’ positions within their own forces are not as formidable as those of the commanders sent to the front lines.

After all, a councilor is merely a representative, while a commander is a Major Noble with actual power.

All were peers, and if conflicts arose, it could create awkwardness once everyone returned home.

However, as the highest authority, they could not afford to be silent.

It’s not just the councilors who were in a dilemma, but also Charles III.

As the host and initiator of the conference, he had conveniently vanished from the scene this time.

Everyone had responsibility, which effectively meant no one had.

Everyone sat there with wide eyes on one another, but no one wanted to be the first to break the silence.

“Gentlemen, the news has now spread across the whole continent, it’s too late to retract it.

Might as well discuss how we can mitigate the situation moving forward.

For instance, setting a clear time limit for the bounty, or establishing the standards for war merit approval…”

Count Predrag proposed somewhat awkwardly.

Even though there can’t be responsibility where everyone is to blame, the seeds of this mess were sown by the Alpha Kingdom.

If Hudson hadn’t been fanning the flames behind the scenes, the generals of the front-line allied forces wouldn’t have so quickly recognized the hidden benefits of recruiting mercenaries to join the battle.

The practice of reaping double military merit for each battle could likely become the norm from now on.

Perhaps, in the upcoming battle reports of the allied forces, vague accounts of capturing territories and killing countless enemies, without specifying the Orc species, will appear.

On the other hand, the mercenaries’ battle achievements will include decapitating Bimon, killing Bearmen…

Although the war merit approval process remains strict, it’s still people who execute it.

Under the drive of interest, false claims of military merit will become common.

Luckily, the nobles on the front still have some decency by not including common Orc species in the scope of the bounty.

Otherwise, the Human Alliance could have potentially been driven into bankruptcy.

Although the mercenaries currently heading to the front lines make up the majority, many human nobles are also watching closely.

As long as the Alliance Council doesn’t oppose, they will also join the “hunt” with their private armies.

“Count Predrag is correct.

Things have already happened, and we can only face reality.

But besides considering mitigating actions, we must also put the frontline allied forces in a cage and not let them act wantonly.

Otherwise, similar situations will continue to happen!”

Count Joelchevich said with a solemn expression.

Obviously, he had realized the risk of “disobeying superiors” and wanted the Alliance Council to strengthen its control over the frontline allied forces.

“Count Joelchevich, mitigating actions are manageable, but controlling the allied forces is something that needs careful consideration.

It’s better if major forces strengthen their own armies!”

Archbishop Montson decisively countered.

Ignoring superiors is dangerous, but meddling with the command authority of the frontline church army is also not insignificant.

In the Alliance Council, the ones who hold the upper hand are the Monarchist faction.

Once the Council acquires the command of the frontline forces, it would be logical to enhance the authority of the Allied Command and appoint a Coalition Commander.

This would mean handing over the life and death of the frontline church army to the Monarchist faction.

No one dares to guarantee what will happen next.

In any case, the casualties of the church army will definitely increase.

Even total annihilation isn’t out of the question.

What’s even worse is that once this precedent is set, proving the effectiveness of these operations, it will become business as usual in the future.

…

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, the end of the year was upon them.

The fires of war were still raging on the Northern Continent, with no signs of stopping.

With the large numbers of mercenaries involved now, the war on the front lines had escalated drastically.

No one could give an accurate number on the losses of the Human race, but the number of Orc Royal Family members killed had skyrocketed in comparison to a few months ago.

Human potential can be spurred by adversity.

Caught by the allure of interest, the various clever tactics of the “mercenaries” left Hudson dumbfounded.

“Poison,” “Curse,” “Undead Pandemic,” “Summoning the Evil God”…

all sorts of unscrupulous methods that one could not even dream of.

All kinds of battle tactics kept pushing boundaries.

There were no rules, as long as it could kill Orcs, it was fair game.