Now that the Undead are attacking, how can we expect the city-states to send troops?
Even if it is the emperor's order, the city-state will refuse!
The remaining soldiers were all unreliable, and if they were to be withdrawn, it would mean that each city-state would be in a dilemma of having no soldiers available. If they were to encounter a sneak attack by the undead, they would really have no way to resist.
It would be strange if they agreed!
The ratmen officers felt that the emperor was too optimistic.
"No, we must draw troops from various city-states. We have no other choice!"
"Pass on my imperial order to forcibly mobilize the troops."
The Rat King interrupted the Rat Officer's subsequent explanation and spoke domineeringly.
Every Rat King has the power to issue compulsory orders three times. Once used, all city-states must unconditionally obey the compulsory orders.
This is one of the reasons why the ratmen have remained strong, and it also prevents ratmen city-states from rebelling.
If any city-state does not comply with the right of compulsory command, other city-states can besiege and attack it.
"Your Majesty, even if we forcibly mobilize troops, it is impossible to stop the undead. The strength of our remaining legions is too weak!" said the ratman officer anxiously.
He felt that the emperor didn't understand what he meant at all.
This is no longer a question of forcibly mobilizing troops, but rather a question of mobilizing troops but making no use of them.
Do we really have to count on the old, weak, sick and disabled people and the veteran soldiers?
If this is the case, it would be better to just open the city gates and welcome the undead into the city.
"Do you think this emperor hasn't thought of this?"
"Do you think this emperor doesn't know about your little troubles?"
"Just because I don't say it doesn't mean I don't know."
"First mobilize the troops and let them stop the undead!"
The Rat King grew angrier as he spoke.
As the actual controller of the ratmen, how could he know nothing?
The kings of the ratmen are never fools. They deeply understand the importance of the army and have always been paying attention to the movements of the army.
The emperor knew very well what the ratman army was like.
He knew that his elite troops were gone, and the remaining one-third of the ratmen army were unreliable.
But now, no matter how unreliable it is, we have to push forward, otherwise it will be really over.
He needed this garbage to buy a little time.
"What other options does the Emperor have?" a ratman officer asked in confusion.
"Pass on my second imperial decree, forcibly mobilizing the noble ratmen's private soldiers and rushing to the Undead Battlefield."
When the Rat King said this, a sneer appeared on his face.
It’s not that the ratmen don’t have an army, but at least half of the elite ratmen are in the hands of the nobles!
Those are private soldiers raised by the nobles with their own financial resources!
The combat effectiveness of these private soldiers is even stronger than that of the elite troops of the ratmen.
The nobles usually act with impunity because they have the protection of these private soldiers.
Sometimes the elders and nobles would even threaten the emperor because they had their own private armies.
This time I’ll make you spit it all out!
Justified.
The ratmen have reached their most critical moment.
This is when the nobles make offerings.
Otherwise, he would die at the hands of the Rat King for resisting forced orders, or he would die on the battlefield fighting the undead.
The former will be nailed to the ratman's rack of shame, while the latter will be treated as a hero.
Kill two birds with one stone.
Not only did we deal with the undead, but we also killed those ignorant nobles and elders. How great!
Hearing the emperor's words, the officers were stunned.
They are nobles too!
The emperor is asking them to die!
I was careless!
While the rat officers were at a loss, the rat think tanks were delighted and kept praising the emperor for his wisdom.
"Okay, it's settled."
The emperor ignored the officers whose faces had turned extremely ugly, stood up and left the combat meeting room.
(End of this chapter)
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