I am the son of the traveler

Chapter 148 The Rotten Root
"The Macedonian army has already reached the port of Mehers. If our army can't stop them, I am afraid that in less than half a month, we will be able to see the flag of the Macedonian army on the city wall of Liskam. "

"The army of more than 1 soldiers led by General Gisan just set off a few days ago. The Macedonians may not be able to defeat our army in a short time."

"Don't be too confident. Who doesn't know that the soldiers under General Jisan were all temporarily mobilized, and their combat effectiveness may not be half as strong as our regular army."

"..."

In the Bundestag building, several members of Congress wearing bare-chested white robes gathered together and whispered. They lowered their voices as much as possible to prevent irrelevant people around them from hearing.It was the eve of the daily regular meeting, so there were only a few MPs arriving in the hall. The group of them together was very conspicuous, but few people would approach them. After all, they were not from the same party, so they would have less to interact with. as well.

The successive advances of the Macedonian army frightened the self-proclaimed noble members of the Federal Parliament. The topics of their daily conversations revolved around the war. The conversations above were even more annoying to listen to. But they always blurt it out unconsciously, as if this can alleviate the fear and anxiety in their hearts.

In addition to the councilors, the residents of Liscomb City are also immersed in the panic that the flames of war are about to spread to their doorsteps. Walking in the streets and alleys of this city, you can hear residents discussing the war everywhere. Their own army was pessimistic about being able to defeat the Macedonian army. Only a few people were optimistic that they would be able to drive the invaders out of the Aegean Sea after the main force returned to defense.The reason for this phenomenon is nothing more than the rapid advancement of the Macedonian army. The astonishing speed of the fall of the Rees Peninsula made the people of Gilis dare not hold much hope.

As time passed, the daily routine meeting soon began. More than a hundred members of parliament arrived at the scene on time, sitting on the cold stone slabs in the circular stepped hall, and they all looked at the consul sitting on the circular central rostrum Nehemiah, listening to the clerk loudly read out the proposal of a congressman, there was a lot of discussion.

A member of parliament sitting in the back corner looked at the consul who was sitting firmly on the rostrum but with a serious face, stretched out his arm to touch his companion sitting beside him, and asked curiously: "Do you know the number of Macedonian troops?" How many?"

"I don't know." The companion shook his head honestly, "Judging from the tone of the old guys in the family, at least it will not be lower than the number of the army led by General Jisang."

"Isn't General Jisang sent to die?" the young congressman said in surprise.

"It's not a death sentence." The companion was obviously unwilling to talk about this matter, but due to the curiosity of the young congressman, he still explained: "General Gisan's task is to hold back the Macedonian troops and buy time for the main force to return to the defense. "

"How long will it take for the main force to come back?" the young congressman asked again.

"I don't know." The companion shook his head again.

The clerk's voice still echoed in the hall. Although the young congressman was sitting at the back, he could still clearly hear what the other party said. It was nothing more than an urgent war and he wanted to impose an emergency war charge on the domestic dignitaries and businessmen. Taxes to alleviate the country's increasingly severe financial crisis after the outbreak of the war.

Although the proposal has not been finished yet, the young councilors have already guessed the final result. Looking at this wide chamber, the councilors are basically from rich and powerful families in the country. Classes levy a war tax, so it is self-evident who the final object of the war tax is.This kind of thing has happened before. The merchants would still obediently pay high war taxes in the past few times, but as the number of times increased, they also learned how to master it. They sold their property directly and fled abroad with their families.

And few people know how much of the collected war tax will actually go into the national treasury, and how much will go into the private pockets of congressmen.

Just as the young congressman guessed, after the clerk finished reading the proposal, the congressmen sitting on the step stones stood up and raised their hands in strong protest. When they started arguing loudly, the whole chamber suddenly became noisy like a vegetable market.Listening to the commotion in the chamber, the two guards guarding the gate remained unmoved. Their faces were calm as usual. The people outside didn't know, and they still didn't know the nature of these congressmen?Just like those small traders in the market, they will even fight for it, and stage a full-scale martial arts in the so-called sacred house.

When the parliamentarians were arguing fiercely, the consul Nehemiah, who had been sitting on the rostrum, finally understood. He smashed the scepter in his hand, which symbolized the highest authority, on the marble floor, making a loud bang. Suppressing the voices of those congressmen who were still arguing, the latter suddenly woke up like a dream, silenced one by one, and sat back again with dissatisfaction, staring at him with big eyes like copper bells. The object of the quarrel just now.

The consul is also accustomed to this, and he also knows that preaching is of no use to these proud congressmen, so he said coldly: "Now vote on Congressman Manan's proposal."

As soon as he finished speaking, the clerk standing beside him comprehended and prepared to register, and said loudly, "Those who agree to approve this proposal, please raise your hands."

Immediately, a small group of hands were raised in the House of Representatives. Those members who agreed with the proposal looked at the number of colleagues standing on the same front as themselves, and then showed disappointment on their faces.

"Anyone who opposes this proposal please raise your hands."

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This time, the number of people who raised their hands was more than double that of just now. Looking at this scene, the young congressmen who had never raised their hands to vote showed such an expression on their faces.

This country is in ruins. With the Macedonian army's frontline less than ten days away from the capital, the noble MPs are still quarreling with each other in order to protect their own interests from losses. In their eyes, the interests of their own families are Far above the interests of this country.They are afraid that the Macedonian army will attack here. They are just afraid that after the country is destroyed, their existing status and interests will be taken away.

Thinking of this, there was a trace of sadness in the eyes of the young congressman. His family has been loyal to this country for generations. Many male family members have died on the battlefield with enemy countries. Even his father died of illness in Kazakhstan a few months ago. In the frontline military camp where the Principality of Lun was facing off.But now it seems that the dedication and sacrifice of their family can really protect this country?

(End of this chapter)