Quack! The life of a brave man is also a life!.

This is like the butterfly effect that leads to countless follow-ups, allowing the demons to win again and again!

……

after the war.

Dorlo, lord's manor.

Leng Bai, Paris, Kolia, Navda and Delia sat in the conference room and began to celebrate this victory.

"Victory! Great victory! Hehehehehe!" Leng Bailian was so happy that he burst into laughter. Although he lost a pair of pants, it didn't matter! It was just a pair of pants, which was nothing compared to this victory.

Paris also laughed happily, "A great victory! Not only did we destroy the empire's logistics, but we also stole countless supplies. The changes in the battle line forced the empire to abandon some land to defend against our offensive! Killing three birds with one stone! When I think of the king's expression at this moment, I can't help but laugh! Hehehehehe!"

"Haha! Guess what his expression is now? The brave man and the great saint are dead, he has lost all his face, not only did he lose face, but he also lost his dignity!" Leng Bai looked at Paris comically, full of delight.

"It must be an expression more uncomfortable than constipation, right?"

"That's right!"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

For a moment, Leng Bai and Paris danced happily, but they were bullying the king because he was far away and could do nothing when he received the news.

Seeing Leng Bai and Paris so happy, Naphta, Delia and Kolia felt that their happiness was incommensurate.

Especially Delia, although she is the demon king in the open, this victory has nothing to do with her, and she feels a sense of sadness of missing out.

"Hahahahaha! Reward! You must reward! The demon army did a great job this time. Reward every fucking person with a medal! Record the first-class merit!" Leng Bai laughed with his head raised, full of the arrogance of a person who had no shortage of money.

Then...Paris was confused, Naphta was surprised, Delia looked shocked, and finally Kolia was distracted.

They all looked at Leng Bai in disbelief, and there was an indescribable silence.

"Laugh! Why aren't you laughing anymore?" Leng Bai, who had reacted, looked blankly at the people present, feeling something subtly wrong with their silence.

"My dear friend, isn't the medal something that only nobles have? Is it really okay to award it to ordinary people? Are you going to promote everyone to nobles? That's too much, right? If not hundreds of thousands, there must be tens of thousands!" Paris looked at Leng Bai in shock!

"what?"

Leng Bai looked at Paris in confusion, "Is that what I meant?", and then turned to look at Nafuda and Delia, as if asking, "What about you?"

Naphta thought for a moment and pinched her chin and said, "I said I support your decision. I have no objection to promoting so many people to nobles."

"I do! Do you know how much pressure my Demon King's City is under when so many people become nobles?" Delia was the first to object, complaining with resentment.

"what?"

Now Leng Bai was even more confused. His mind was filled with the Big Bang and various mathematical formulas. He was even thinking about the origin of life.

"Wait wait wait! Something's wrong!"

He interrupted everyone's thinking and realized that his common sense was different from that of everyone else.

"It really doesn't seem right no matter how I think about it." Paris also realized the problem. He knew that Leng Bai was not the kind of person who would make such an unrealistic decision.

At this time, Leng Bai asked subtly: "Medals and merits are only for nobles?"

"Yeah, isn't this common sense?" Delia looked at him puzzled and responded.

"What about the ordinary soldiers? They work so hard, with blood and tears?" Leng Bai asked in disbelief.

"Isn't it because the nobles who led the team are good at judging people?" Parisyan said with the common sense of the empire, his eyes full of clear light.

"Ah!? What the hell did you say!?" Leng Bai looked at Paris in shock, he had no idea about this.

So he asked again, "Wait, let's follow my example. What would happen if a soldier marched forward bravely and achieved full merit?"

"Emmm...the leading noble in the empire appointed him as a knight, and the noble will also be rewarded by the royal family." Paris said after recalling.

"And the soldiers? Just one knight?"

"Yes, is there any problem? At most he can be awarded a management position? After becoming a knight, if he makes further contributions, he can become a noble. It's almost the same for the demons, after all, they learned it from the empire..." Naphta looked at Leng Bai with clarity.

"..."

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For some reason, Leng Bai felt a hammer and sickle shining above his head, while the heads of Navda and others were covered with the blood-red word "death".

"Give me my knife! I'm going to chop you feudal beasts to death today! Yeah!"

In an instant, Leng Bai was so angry that he drew out the holy sword and was about to kill someone. He had never paid attention to this aspect before. After all, as a brave man, it was not easy for him to interfere in military affairs. He was also wholeheartedly focusing on improving his reputation and did not have a deep understanding of it.

After all, a hero is not a member of the army. They are two different beings, and there is a world of difference between them.

"Change it! You must change it for me! If you don't change it, my head will be off my neck! Aye--!!"

Leng Bai was so angry that he almost rolled on the ground. He wished he could chop these feudal remnants to death with a knife. The people who made him most angry were his own people.

"Is it that serious?" Kolia, who had been watching the show, felt that it was nothing. It was the same on her side. After all, the king didn't have so much energy to take care of it. Wasn't he afraid of death from overwork?

"Serious! How can it not be serious? I actually became the leader of you feudal remnants. I can't even wash off my guilt even if I kill myself! I'm the beast who betrayed the people! And I'm the biggest one! I'll sacrifice my blood to the blood god! My skull to the skull throne! RUA!"

"Change it! Change it all for me! Not only the military, but also the civil affairs! If they don't change, I will come to their doorstep and chop these beasts to death!"

Leng Bai was so angry that he screamed in the conference room. This was not only a flaw, but also a fatal weakness!

Once you are careless, there will be a sharp knife piercing your heart!

Nafuda and the others did not expect Leng Bai to be so angry that he almost rolled on the ground. At the same time, they also realized that this was definitely a big problem.

Leng Bai always has some opinions that are beyond the ordinary, and they are very accurate and scary! So whatever he says is what it is, just do it.

"Fortunately I asked, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous! You feudal remnants! Low-class scum! All of you, die under my red thunderbolt! Wow! Ah! Yeh! I won't even give you time to regret your own death!"

“I’m so pissed off—!!”

Leng Bai, holding the holy sword, lay on the floor of the conference room, kicking and waving his hands. He was so angry that he forgot he was a human being.

Eventually he rolled over.

Then... an unprecedented huge reform began within the demon clan, a great reform promoted by the Demon King and the Four Heavenly Kings!

Volume 1: Chapter 59 I can’t tell the difference… I can’t tell the difference…

While the military reform was going on, Leng Bai did not forget Dorlo. Since the military was being changed, the civil affairs must also be changed!

So, when the residents of Dorlo were filled with despair about the future.

They found themselves better off.

Everyone couldn't help but slowly put a question mark in their hearts.

Under the occupation of the demons, Dorlo was not abused or slaughtered, but was liberated and stabilized...

The former slaves were freed and enjoyed the rights of residents. Healing potions that were once unusable by ordinary people were now sold on the streets. Although the effects were very weak, they were completely sufficient for ordinary people who did not go to the battlefield.

They even photocopied and sold all kinds of magic encyclopedias in the lord's manor to ordinary people, and even opened literacy classes for those who couldn't read.

The most important thing is non-military industries and occupations. You can only work a maximum of 8 hours a day. Once you are found to be working overtime, you will be punished if you report it. The demons will not give face to human nobles. If they are caught, they will be severely punished, fined, arrested and rectified, and the reporter will be directly recommended to work in another place.

The nobles who were once high and mighty now dare not show their faces on the streets, for fear of being recognized and reported, which would tear them apart.

This had to make the residents of Dorlo fall into deep thought... There didn't seem to be anything wrong with this.

Anyway, for the common people, whoever is the boss is not the boss, they are just an existence who can't decide anything.

Life is much fairer now under the rule of the demons than before. It must be said that under the control of the demons, daily necessities are no longer consumed by humans as before.

A piece of bread used to cost five coppers, but now it costs only one copper.

And it is constant, no one is allowed to raise the price.

This gave the poor people hope and they couldn't help but express their gratitude.

It’s just… after being exposed to the world for a long time, they have always believed that the demons are evil, and their current situation is a little hard for them to accept.

The demons are evil, and everyone in the empire knows it, but no one knows how evil they are.

This has left people confused, as their worldviews of decades or even decades ago no longer match reality.

The residents on the streets, who were living better lives than before, looked at the demons patrolling the streets and maintaining law and order with confusion on their faces.

“I can’t tell…I can’t tell…”

"Are the demons evil or... the empire..."

Some older people look at the streets outside where security is getting better and better, with sadness on their faces. They are sad about the reality, and sad about the concepts that have existed for decades... They feel like they are living like a clown.

The demon soldiers patrolling the streets were actually angry. Humans had killed so many of their compatriots, and now they had to protect their safety.

"I don't know what the Demon King is thinking..." A soldier was full of emotion as he walked on the road.

The soldier next to him was quite insightful, he smiled and said: "I think this is a good idea."

"Have we just let go of the vengeance for our dead compatriots?"

"Of course it doesn't count!"

"Then why do you say that?"

"Because... they are just like us."

"Same……?"

"Think about it, why did we come to the front line? It's revenge! The damn Empire killed so many of us, my family...all died. That's why I came! But look at them now...aren't they the same people we used to be? If we take action, won't we become the Empire?"

"But...who should I turn to for revenge?"

"I don't know, but I believe that the Demon King knows. She knows the demons better than we do, and she hates the Empire more than we do. The Demon King didn't massacre these people, so what qualifications do we have to do it?"

"You're right. Although I don't understand, I can feel that these people are innocent."

The two of them were talking, as if they had grasped something, but couldn't.

They sensed that key thing, but didn't know what it was.

……

Demon City.

Demon King Conference.

Delia sat on the throne with an absolutely domineering attitude. She was wearing a red princess dress and was full of the domineering aura of a queen. Facing the officials and nobles of all sizes in the palace, she declared reform without any doubt.

"Notice to the entire army! From now on, all soldiers in the army will be ranked from the bottom up, with privates and corporals. One year or less will be a private, and more than one year will be corporals! Those with special abilities who have served for more than one year will be promoted to sergeants! There are three levels, with level one being the highest!"

"Any private who can read can be a non-commissioned officer! There are three levels: corporal, sergeant, and staff sergeant!"

"Those who have made outstanding contributions and participated in large-scale battles will be promoted to lieutenants, with four ranks: second lieutenant, first lieutenant, captain, and first lieutenant!"

"Those with special merits or those who have participated in large-scale battles can be promoted to colonel, with four ranks: major, lieutenant colonel, colonel, and senior colonel!"

"Those who have made significant contributions, or have achieved first-class collective or individual merit can be promoted to general! There are four levels: major general, lieutenant general, admiral, and general!"

"Now it's wartime, you can be promoted if you have achieved enough merit. When peace comes... there will be an assessment every five years, and those who meet the standards will be promoted!"

"This is not a discussion, this is a notification! No one may refuse. Anyone who does not carry it out! Anyone who opposes! Will be killed!"

Delia's eyes flashed with ferocity. This was Leng Bai's request. Whoever did it would die! No compromise!

She knew Leng Bai was serious, and even if she, the indispensable puppet demon king, refused... she would be killed by Leng Bai.

The pressure is really great! If Leng Baimo gets crazy... I can't do anything about it, it's so scary!

hiss--!

Everyone in the hall couldn't help but gasp and looked at Delia in shock. They had never expected such a domineering reform, but no one dared to speak.

It's already been made very clear!

The Four Heavenly Kings who knew about the situation naturally stood on Delia's side, while the nobles among the demons did not notice anything and did not care at all. Instead, they were thinking about how to gain a higher position in this new system.

They didn't even realize that it was a sharp knife against their necks.

After all, those who can become colonels are no worse than hereditary nobles. They are all real talents, built up step by step with blood and tears, and not inherited.

The military reform spread among the demons at lightning speed, covering almost the entire world in less than a week.

The soldiers who learned the news were excited, and some soldiers who had been in the army for several years or even more than ten years saw hope.

They finally got the glory that belonged to them.