Those things with the female president in the primeval jungle

Chapter 436 Dissatisfied Soldiers
In modern times, 10 people is probably the population of a large town, not a lot.

However, the Witch Zerg fighters accounted for nearly 1 of them.

One tenth of the young and strong labor force has become Witch Zerg warriors, which shows how wasteful the resources are.

Fortunately, the innate agricultural conditions of this island are very strong, and the water, fertilizer and heat conditions are against the sky. In addition, the staple crops here, corn and sweet potatoes, are all high-yielding crops, so they can afford so many soldiers.

But this structure is deformed after all.

I stood on the stage and looked at the soldiers in the audience, everyone looked very excited.

The tribal leaders next to me looked at me nervously.

They just told the soldiers that they wanted to pick the strongest fighters, but they didn't say that those who didn't get selected would lose their qualifications as Witch Worm Warriors.

The high priest cleared his throat, and the commotion in the audience immediately quieted down.

"Everyone, the big boss has issued the latest order to form an army composed of real elites."

Hearing the word "elite", the audience suddenly boiled again.

As the saying goes, there is no first in literature, and there is no second in martial arts. Among the fighters, they hope to prove their military strength.

Looking at the commotion in the audience, the high priest was actually a little nervous, because what he was going to read next might arouse public outrage.

"Quiet, quiet!"

"I know, in everyone's mind, they all feel that they are qualified to be selected, but the strength of a fighter is not based on bragging, but by fighting!"

"That's right!"

"That's it!"

The audience was noisy again.

"That's why we held this martial arts competition. Only the 1000 strongest people can join the White Pattern Army!"

This newly formed army is called the Baiwen Army, and I will be under the unified leadership and command.

Hearing that only 1000 people can join, everyone is gearing up.

But what the high priest said next, made everyone feel cold again.

"Witch Zerg fighters who are not selected into the White Pattern Army will be disqualified as fighters and return to civilian status."

As soon as the high priest's words fell, there was an uproar immediately.

Except for Aya, the other leaders all frowned.

They had expected this situation a long time ago, and rashly revoking the identities of the fighters would inevitably cause a huge backlash.

Especially the Witch Zerg warriors of the Baiwang tribe.

Most of these people used to obey Bailie and Bailuo's orders.

Later, Bai Lie and Bai Luo were brought down by me, and most of these people were forced to surrender.

On the one hand, they were intimidated by the power of the guards, and on the other hand, they were in awe of the queen bug, so they didn't make trouble.

Even after I abolished the inner city wall and declared that all desperate and nobles are Burakumin, these people still support my decision.

After all, the families of most soldiers are civilians.

But now, my order is thrown down, and those who fail to pass the contest will have to be beaten back to civilians, which makes them very dissatisfied.

"It's not fair, we are all the guardians of the tribe, how can you take away our warrior status?"

One person stood up and questioned, and the others responded one after another.

The high priest frowned, and was about to scold him, but I patted him on the shoulder to make him back down.

"Let me do it."

The high priest nodded nervously and backed away.

Seeing me stand up, the Witch Worm Warrior who just stood up and questioned me was a little nervous.

No matter what, I am the leader of the entire tribe. If you mess with me, the consequences will be serious.

"The witch warriors are indeed the guardians of the tribe, but the whole tribe does not need so many people to guard them."

"Besides, you are contributing to the tribe by plowing and farming, hunting and grazing for the tribe."

"I know why you are unwilling to give up this identity, you are proud of being fighters..."

"But being a member of the tribe, no matter who you are, has reasons to be proud."

I smiled and looked at everyone: "Your parents farmed for the tribe, your wives weaved for the tribe, and your brothers and sisters grazed and hunted for the tribe. They also have their own pride."

"Why should witch warriors be more proud? Why do you have to be a warrior to have this pride?"

My words made everyone fall into silence.

Of course, I don't think I've convinced them, but at least I've reasoned and it's hard for them to refute.

After all, everyone is not fighting for privileges, but for an honor.

Such a contradiction is not so sharp.

(End of this chapter)