Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
These Indahl natives, some from the city and others from the surrounding towns, ranged from their early twenties to no older than thirty. The city defense force was more of a straightforward military unit, less entangled in internal politics than other official departments. But to say that they were oblivious to the struggles of hierarchy would be untrue.
Non-commissioned officers like Wagner, even if disliked by superiors, could still retire with a generous pension. But ordinary soldiers weren't as fortunate. Every three years during the discharge season, some would be replaced by new recruits, losing their near-middle-class income and leaving with just a severance package.
Once forced into retirement, a non-commissioned officer like Wagner, with some social standing and political savvy, could seek a position as a town sheriff. Options for ordinary soldiers were more limited—either becoming precarious mercenaries or returning to the humble trades of their ancestors.
The soldiers struggled to accept this harsh reality; some looked lost and anxious, others lowered their heads in sorrow.
Wagner sighed once more.
His personal grievances with Commander Horn shouldn't have led to the disbandment of the entire squad.
However, their entire squad being captured in Weisshem had indeed infuriated Adra III. His lack of effort to even send Steward Gould to pacify them was a clear indication of his rage over this disgraceful incident.
The City Defense Force had 24 cavalry squads, and Commander Horn, already at odds with Wagner, was unlikely to risk the emperor's wrath to save Wagner's unit.
"Once you guys return… report to the headquarters and see what they say," Wagner did his best to maintain his composure as he spoke. "If headquarters seeks accountability, remember to describe the situation as it happened. The fault for our capture lies with me due to my misjudgment leading to this disaster. Do not speak in my defense as it might make you complicit, and the military tribunal could withhold your severance pay."
"Lieu
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