Yun Zhe glanced at Morrison, then at the soldiers, paused, and continued.
"If I were you, I would have to think carefully about a few things before leaving here. For example, should I go back to the army? If I do, how will I explain it to those people? Even if I explain it clearly, will they believe me? If they don't believe me, what will happen?"
Yun Zhe stopped and observed the thoughts of the people before him. He found it incredibly important and interesting to be able to see how people thought when facing difficulties. Of all the vampire's abilities, this was the most useful, in his opinion.
Some of the soldiers had clearly anticipated the outcome. If their words were unreliable, then death was the only outcome. Even if they didn't die immediately, they would become cannon fodder, sent to the most dangerous places to do the most dangerous tasks.
Of course, some soldiers were very optimistic. They felt that they didn't necessarily have to return to the army, and out of wariness of Yun Zhe, they naturally thought that Yun Zhe's words were just bluffing.
But Morrison was clearly the former. He had already anticipated that returning now would not only fail to bring any reward or good outcome, but would also likely serve as a negative example, subjecting him to military law and becoming a source of motivation for others to fight bravely.
Victory has nothing to do with them anymore. The idea that they can go back and be on the winning side is just self-comfort. They can't go back.
But Morrison was the only one sober-minded. The soldiers, however, still clung to a sliver of hope, believing they could escape, return home, and then live a better life as if nothing had happened.
“Actually, going back is not the best choice, and staying here is not the best choice either,” Yun Zhe continued. “The best choice is to find a place far away from the battlefield and home, and live out the rest of your life in peace.”
Upon hearing Yun Zhe's words, Morrison couldn't help but burst out laughing. Putting aside the issue of being far from home, where is there no war these days? Belvaldo? The elves? Or perhaps heading south to fight the orcs?
The so-called best choice is actually a non-existent choice. It's truly remarkable that Yun Zhe dared to say such a thing.
Yun Zhe ignored Morrison's sarcasm; he was more concerned about the soldiers' thoughts. If they realized that the best option didn't exist, that going back would be worse, and that staying offered a glimmer of hope, then that would be the best outcome. If not, then Yun Zhe would have to harden his heart and let them fend for themselves.
As expected, Yun Zhe's words had no positive effect. The soldiers all thought this "best option" was a lie. The only difference was that some soldiers felt Yun Zhe said it to intimidate them, while others thought it was purely to humiliate them.
Amidst the clamor of anger and disdain, Yun Zhe continued, "Everyone seems to realize that the best option I mentioned isn't easy to achieve. So, do you think it's relatively easy to walk out of here empty-handed, safely return to your hometown, or rejoin the army and regain their trust?"
The noise vanished instantly, and the entire dungeon fell silent. Indeed, Yun Zhe was talking nonsense; what were the chances of their ideas succeeding?
"So, we didn't handle this well enough, pushing everyone to the brink of despair. Therefore, I apologize to you. Of course, at the same time, I hope you understand that right now, here and now, is the best outcome!!"
The pros and cons have been clearly analyzed, face has been saved, and a way out has been given. It's time to express loyalty, right? Yun Zhe thought to himself, but the result didn't seem to be what he expected.
There were still some soldiers who didn't believe Yun Zhe and even began to doubt his every word. Fortunately, most of the soldiers had been persuaded by Yun Zhe. They clearly felt that leaving was not appropriate, but at the same time, they didn't feel they should continue to be loyal to Yun Zhe. After all, judging from the current situation, leaving might not guarantee survival, and joining Yun Zhe's side didn't seem to offer any hope.
Yun Zhe didn't get the answer he was hoping for. He looked at Morrison beside him. Morrison didn't want to leave at all, but he didn't want to make things too difficult for his men who had come with him. Forcing them to stay wasn't impossible, but with so many resentful soldiers around him, Morrison wasn't confident he could effectively control them.
Yun Zhe glanced at the soldiers in front of him, a sudden feeling of powerlessness welling up inside him. He nodded, as if resigned to his fate, and gave Morrison a helpless smile. "Try to persuade them again. Of course, if they still want to leave, then they can leave, but they can't take their weapons."
After saying that, Yun Zhe shook his head and left the dungeon, leaving the bewildered Morrison to continue chatting with his fellow soldiers.
As Yun Zhe stepped out of the dungeon, he was met by Gao, who looked uneasy.
"Gao, it's alright. You didn't actually do anything wrong, it's just that your methods were a bit too extreme."
Gao felt a sense of relief, and a look of relief appeared on his face.
"There's just one thing I find very interesting, Gao. I ask you, when you sensed something was wrong, why did you take control of all of Morrison's soldiers, but let Morrison go by the only one?"
Upon hearing this question, Gao's eyes suddenly lit up. He chuckled and said to Yun Zhe as if seeking credit, "Sir, we initially intended to arrest them all, but I heard that you value Morrison highly, so we released him separately."
Yun Zhe was taken aback. This answer was unexpected. Was his favoritism so obvious that everyone could see it?
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