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Chapter 975 - 975 119 Undead Pandemic

975: Chapter 119, Undead Pandemic 975: Chapter 119, Undead Pandemic Visiting the injured, listing the casualties, organizing battle reports…

The great war had ended, yet Hudson found himself even busier.

Before crossing over, he had to write reports; unexpectedly, even after crossing over, he still had to write.

The difference was that previously he had to write himself, edit and bear criticism, and now he just needed to sign off.

Achievements in war weren’t just won on the battlefield, they had to be publicized.

Laying low wasn’t an option; having lost so many elites, without any significant achievements, it would have been impossible to explain to the country.

After last night’s battle, another chronic problem in the military was laid out before Hudson.

There had always been an unspoken rule in the Kingdom’s Army: the appointment of officers must follow the principle of “birth > strength > ability”.

To break the game rules was only possible at moments of life and death when there were no better options.

Hudson had risen to his position initially because he could fight and was the Kingdom’s strongest, and the soldiers below him believed in him.

Faced with a mess that no one else could clean up, everyone had no choice but to push him to the top.

The current situation was clearly not as severe.

To make personnel adjustments, Hudson also had to follow the rules.

In last night’s battle, the Magical Beast Legion suffered heavy losses, largely due to lack of internal coordination.

Appointing Jose as the interim commander had caused dissatisfaction among the military nobles, leading to less than full execution of orders.

Fortunately, it was a temporary appointment; had it been a permanent position, the men below would likely have raised hell.

In the end, the Expeditionary Army was just a cobbled-together force of elites, and Hudson could only control his troops through his own authority.

The high and middle-ranking officers in the army each came from significant backgrounds, with statuses not lower than Hudson’s.

Reform was impossible with the final battle looming; what was most important now was stability.

After all, this unwritten rule was accepted not just in the Expeditionary Army but throughout the entire Continent of Aslante.

What everyone had as a flaw couldn’t really be called a flaw.

At least the Kingdom’s Army wasn’t so rigid; Hudson could still choose ably from nobles of equivalent status and could appoint nobles of stronger strength but slightly inferior birth.

Mainly, ability is too intangible and difficult for everyone to be convinced by, unlike strength, which can be demonstrated openly, with any objections settled by a fight.

Generally speaking, if one had a noble birth plus strong strength, they would solidly be a high-ranking general, a shoo-in for the Commander in Chief reserves.

If one were good at socializing, being directly appointed as Commander in Chief wouldn’t be unusual at all.

It might sound frivolous, but compared to when Crown Prince Caesar started off as Commander in Chief, this was already quite prudent.

The situation in the Expeditionary Army was actually not bad.

Everyone understood the risks of this mission and wouldn’t send someone without real ability into the army.

“Sigh!”

After sighing, Hudson reluctantly crossed Jose off the list.

Among the Four Major Legions of the Expeditionary Army, the Magical Beast Legion had the fewest troops, but because of its formidable combat strength, it paradoxically held the highest position, known as the Kingdom’s First Legion.

In the race for this position, the Major Nobles were nearly bursting their brains; in the end, it was only when Hudson declared he would act as interim that the turmoil was quelled.

This temporary arrangement had continued to the present, and while Hudson had intended to support Jose’s rise, he now found the resistance too great and had to abandon the plan.

Appointing a commoner as a legion commander was only feasible if they were of Sanctuary Level strength; otherwise, they simply wouldn’t be accepted by the masses.

Of course, if one were truly a Sanctuary Powerhouse, they wouldn’t remain a commoner; no matter which country, they would be able to secure a fine noble title.

“Sorry, Mr.

Jose!”

Hudson said, feigning helplessness.

Now, crossing off Jose’s name meant not only removing him from the position of Legion Commander but also his future in the Kingdom’s service.

No one wanted to share their slice of the pie, and prematurely revealing oneself to the host of Nobles meant not even getting a chance to enter the competition.

If nothing unexpected occurred, the slanders shouldered by Jose before would likely be amplified and publicized.

Even if he had earned military honors, he shouldn’t expect to enter the noble circle.

“Marshal, it’s not your fault.

Even if everybody agreed, it wouldn’t matter; His Majesty does not wish to see me active in his presence!”

Jose said bitterly.

The last sliver of hope in his heart shattered.

Having tasted glory, to start anew now was indeed too difficult.

In fact, if Jose had aimed for a lower target like Centurion, nobody would have minded giving Hudson a favor.

Yet, he was a man who had once commanded over a hundred thousand troops, even if only as a Vice Commander, his expectations had been magnified.

In this career field, someone who had been a vice president of a top public company, no matter how down and out, could not possibly start again from the grassroots of a company.

Not offering a reminder was because Hudson knew people always harbored hopes of luck, and without attempting, they would never be content.

He might as well give an opportunity, dash Jose’s last hopes, and let him remain peacefully as an employee.

“Mr.

Jose, don’t think too much about it.

His Majesty the King has his own difficulties; the main issue is still the chronic disease within the Kingdom’s Army.

These malpractices will change sooner or later.

After the Continent’s war ends, I will propose reforms to the Kingdom again and clear out these chronic problems.”

Hudson pumped him up with good intentions.

As a “loyal subject,” he would never speak ill of his own King in front of his men; that was a matter of principle.

As for clearing the military of chronic problems, it was enough to listen and move on.

Now, during wartime, it seemed inappropriate to reform, yet it was the time when the Kingdom had the most motivation for military reforms and when the vested interest groups were most likely to compromise.

Once the Continent’s war ended, with the crisis gone, why would there be a need for reform?