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There are many other war criminals who have suffered the same fate, ranging from big to small, and most of them have committed serious crimes and cannot be forgiven by the people.As for the rest, their crimes are slightly less serious than these, and there is still room for reform.Revolutionary army broadband captives, if they can fight for reform, they will fight for reform.Under Xie's call, the war criminals who were originally detained separately were also gathered together, and they were locked up in the Shangeruo Reform Center for unified reform.

Among them are the senior generals of the original Fafnir Legion, the noble officers of the SMS Noble Army, and the old Southwest Nobles and the Southwest Army.Most of them are stubborn and still refuse to accept the fact that they were defeated.They sneered at the significance of the liberation war, and stubbornly believed that they were just losers in the warlord struggle.Many war criminals even retain the idea that they will be kings and losers, thinking that they will be loyal to the end of the war, loyal ministers will not serve two masters, and they will never surrender to Les Zeker.

Most war criminals still feel that they are as noble as ever, and believe that the revolutionary army only defeated them with the sharpness of their firearms.Many people have their own ideas of "loyal ministers". There was even such a farce before. When the nephew of SMS Simak was besieged by the revolutionary army, he actually wanted to imitate his uncle and swung his sword to kill himself. He didn't go down, and he was still hesitating until the troops outside opened the camp and surrendered. When the revolutionary army asked him, little Simak actually plausibly said that the sword was useless for too long, and he couldn't cut his throat.

These old warlords, old aristocrats and military officers are all going to undergo Leszek reform. During the reform through labor, they must realize their previous mistakes and realize how much suffering their stubborn behavior has brought to them and the people.They must understand from their hearts that the people are the masters of Yongdalim, and abandon their stubborn thoughts.Of course, as far as it is now, most of them are still stubborn, unable to let go of face, unwilling to bow their heads and admit their failures.

"Why are you so arrogant? My Southwest Army has fought against the Revolutionary Army on the plateau and Golden Mountain for at least four months. From winter to late spring, it was almost able to resist! But what about you? Your Fife What about the Neil Legion? You and your Howard have the same virtue, they are both swaying left and right, and they will collapse when they are touched by the revolutionary army."

Sir Nicholas, now he should be called Little Nicholas, at this time he was wearing a dark blue linen prison uniform, and put on cloth shoes on his feet. Commander Wilmot retorted.The war criminals here are basically dressed in this way, and they are transformed into the clothes most commonly worn by farmers and workers.All war criminals have no distinction of high and low at this time, no matter whether they are generals, division commanders, brigade commanders, warlords, or nobles, they all have only one title at this time, war criminals.

"Yes, the Fafnir Army has never fought against the Revolutionary Army, but your Southwest Army's performance is not good either. You were beaten up by [-] Revolutionary Army guerrillas in Taige Mountain. If you didn't run fast, you would almost have I received a forbidden curse once. I find it funny when I mention this, but you never thought about whether people will release the forbidden curse? Can the revolutionary army do such a thing?" Wilmot laughed again.

"Who would have thought that it was just a scare." Little Nicholas muttered in a low voice to defend himself.

"If I had to withdraw at that time, this matter really cannot be said to be a mistake in decision-making. After all, his army does not have a heavy crossbow, and it cannot be defeated." Berkeley, the former general of the SMS Noble Army, said with his hands behind his back.

"For what we did back then, do you dare to say that the Revolutionary Army will not retaliate? Do you dare to say that the Revolutionary Army really dare not release the curse? Wilmot, you are lucky that you were not shot like Howard, if you were not timid at the time If you didn't dare to grab more, you must end up with Howard." Berkeley snorted again.

"It's all old stuff, and I can't bring it up." Another former general of the SMS Noble Army sighed melancholy.

"Look, all the elves have been captured, and the Southwest is probably completely over." Wilmot changed the subject and stood on the sand pile with other war criminals and said to the open space.

"The end can't be more complete. The terrain in the southwest, once the front line is breached, there is almost no danger to defend. It is estimated that the surrender letter has not had time to write the revolutionary army, and the army is approaching the city. It is impossible to rely on the mainland to survive. 400 million in the southwest People, don’t they just rely on those flat and large fields in the hinterland? It’s basically a joke to stick to such a flat place. The revolutionary army took most of the good fields at once, how do you fight? Don’t talk about me, just General Linilea dare not say that he can do it." Berkeley said while looking over there with his hands behind his back.

"Where's General Derek? Why didn't you see him come out to show off?" Little Nicholas looked back and asked.

"Let's let the air go. Since James and you were escorted that day, he has never been willing to come out. He said that he was angry when he saw the two of you, and his stomach hurts."

"How can you blame me? This is caused by the discord between him and James. The failure of the Battle of Tiger Mountain cannot be entirely attributed to me. Didn't I also try my best to suppress bandits and fight hard?"

"Which battle you fought, anyone could fight it better than you."

Seeing those revolutionary fighters take a few dark elf war criminals to a side room to change their clothes, the others didn't bother to continue watching.They are not acquaintances, so there is nothing to chat with.Instead of chatting here, why not think about what to do in the future, continue to be stubborn, be a diehard, and wait for the so-called brave men of the Northern Expedition to come and counterattack?Or change his mind and admit his crimes in the war, and start a new life.This is a difficult question to choose, at least when the northern brave is still strong, it is not so easy for people to decide.

"I'm also not optimistic about the brave man in the north. You don't think he has an army of 25, and he is magnificent. But if I say, he is strong enough to beat the revolutionary army. Especially that guy is also communicating with the demons. The regime is impossible For a long time. I have seen through it. One after another, the forces have fallen, and none can be defeated. It is better to change your mind and be a good person." Wilmot chatted with several other war criminals while peeling potatoes in the kitchen .

"What about you, Sir Nicholas? If the Army of the Braves comes back again, you can still be your king of the Southwest." Another person looked at little Nicholas sneakily and asked.

"Me? I have no such plan." Little Nicholas picked up another potato from the pot and shook his head.

"What about the King of the Southwest? I admire Zhongnan's idea, and I think it's not bad."

393 Land of Two Provinces

"After I came here, I meditated a lot, and I felt peaceful, and I didn't feel bored anymore. All the thrones and positions, and the struggle for power among brothers and relatives, all went away from me. I think it's good like this, It's good to be a good person and live a quiet life in the future? Isn't it better than continuing to do those unconscionable things?" Little Nicholas said while peeling potatoes.

"Look, Sir Nicholas has been completely reformed, faster than those of us who came earlier. If you want me to say, this is indeed the case. That is to say, the revolutionary army treated the prisoners well. If it were before, we would have He was pushed to the guillotine and beheaded." Wilmot also agreed.

"It's not bad in this place. I live regularly every day, do some physical labor, and learn to study. Although there is no meat, I can definitely eat enough. This place is no different from staying in a hotel. Why do you think everyone treats this place as a place of transformation?" It's called a hotel, isn't it just that you don't have to worry about it and don't care about anything?" Wilmot continued.

"Humph!"

A prisoner next to him stood up unhappily and looked at the two of them. He threw the knife in his hand into the basin and stared at the two of them.The little soldier who had been watching them hastily ran over and stood by his side to be vigilant. If this person spoke softly or sought revenge, it would cause serious and bad effects.

"Why does your father have a son like you? He is not ashamed of his surrender and wants to accept the ideas of the revolution? Who are these people? They took your father's land and locked you in this dilapidated place. Local humiliation! You still want to live with the situation and learn their ideas? Don't you feel ashamed?!" Derek shouted angrily.

"Let's go, go out and calm down." The soldier behind said immediately pressing his shoulder.

Derek walked out again in silence. This situation has become commonplace. Many prisoners still have enmity and are not in harmony with each other.Scolding and fighting after getting together is also a common thing, separating them can be said to be the fastest and most convenient choice, but how to stop them from quarreling or even fighting is still a big problem, which needs to be resolved and discussed .

"Look, Derek is still sulking." Wilmot said with a chuckle.

"With such stubbornness, he will still be a war criminal after 100 years. He deserves to be regarded as a model."

......

A hot day in June.At this time of year, Dipolo will be close to the dawn star to bring the scorching sun.The liberation campaign in the Southwest has ended, and the comrades who have worked hard from winter to late spring can finally take a breath and enjoy a moment of peace.Looking back, from the spring of 900 to the present, the Central South and Southwest provinces have been liberated. Nine million compatriots have stood up from the old feudal society, and finally they can look up at the Dipolo hanging high above!

The entire territory of Southwest Province has been liberated, and the remaining old troops of the Southwest Army either surrendered or fled to the west over the mountains.Nearly 1 of the original 3000 Southwest Army surrendered and were reorganized, and most of the rest returned to their hometowns to work in agriculture and were no longer involved in war.Most of the people are tired of the war, except for a few people who knew the heavy debts in their hands and fled to the west. Among the [-] Southwest Army, more than [-] were wiped out, [-] were reorganized, and more than [-] returned home to work in agriculture. , only a handful of two to [-] people fled to the west, exactly the same as Derek at the beginning, seeking opportunities to survive.

The Revolutionary Army took over the former Southwest Army's frontier defense, stationed in the forest defense line and the direction of Taozhi to guard against the tide of monsters and the direction of Maro.The entire territory of the Southwest is basically pacified, and most of the recalcitrant forces are under the law. Now the revolutionary army has only one thing to do, and that is to strive to complete the initial changes to the Southwest before September, ensure in-depth control of the Southwest Province, and bring this Four million compatriots were completely liberated.

The southwestern province is the most feudal, and this is the most old-fashioned and staid place. Under the rule of Grand Duke Nicholas and many feudal nobles, there was no revolution at all in the bourgeois uprising, and everything remained unchanged and isolated from the world. Under the oppression of feudalism, 400 million people dare not say a word, dare not say a word.But the more this is the case, the more thorough revolution and liberation is needed here. The complete liberation of Southwest Province means that Leszekhan will gain a huge advantage in this national revolution, with a reserve force of 900 million people and one-third of the country's population Both national and material resources will support the revolution, and it is imperative to liberate the Southwest.

Liberation in action is only the first step, and the next step is to liberate Southwest Province in many aspects, from the superficial to the deep, from the fur to the inside.The comrades in charge of reform will have to work hard in the coming days. They will show unparalleled energy, not only to change the current situation in the Southwest, but also to train comrades in the Southwest to realize the realization of the people's wake up.

Changes in thinking can always be achieved. During the previous severe drought, many Southwestern compatriots fled across the mountains and mountains to take refuge in Central South. Brigade, and more than 2 people have settled down here, enjoying the life brought about by liberation.

Now, it's time for these comrades to shine. Under the call of Zhang, there are nearly 4 party members, teachers, government workers, security workers, village collective cadres, and pioneers from all walks of life in Zhongnan. Respond to go to Southwest to participate in the construction.Nearly half of the Southwest comrades who originally made their home in Zhongnan also went back to participate in the transformation of their hometown.In order to completely free the Southwest from the feudal society, more than [-] people from the military, government, workers and peasants, and various industries participated in the revolutionary work in the Southwest, and strived to stabilize the Southwest Province before September .

"Today is another hard day."

The old man held a bamboo pole in his hand, looked up at the sky, and continued to row the boat downstream. There were still several bundles of herbs and other medicinal materials on his boat, which should have just been collected from the nearby mountains and prepared to go downstream.The battle in the southwest was finally over, and he was finally able to pick herbs for a period of time and continue to earn a living.Those few days were really scary, so many soldiers rowed downstream like the tide, and then he heard from other people that there were wars everywhere on the plateau, and there was no city without dead people.Shocked and frightened, he had no choice but to stay here for a while, planning to sell herbs after he settled down, trying to escape this terrible military disaster.

Since ancient times, wars have been like disasters, and the term military disaster is not a random shout.He is an old hunter who collects herbs for a living. His family's land was occupied by landlords when he was young, and he has been alone all his life without relatives. Otherwise, he would not be able to live in this wilderness as his home.If there was a military disaster, even if he died violently on the street, no one would collect his body, and his life would have passed so absurdly.

"If I sell these herbal medicines in the store, I can probably earn four copper coins. Saving and saving can always lead to a better life, and I shouldn't have to worry about eating." The old man thought to himself while holding the pole.

"But can the owner of the pharmacy really give me this money? The world is so chaotic, it's an eye-opener for him to give three copper coins. I guess if the price is lowered, he may only give me two copper coins. Alas, what can I do? Take it. The price of the medicine is determined by others, and when the drug bosses set a price together, who can explain it?" The boss continued to think.

It was just a blink of an eye to reach the lower reaches of the river, which is a small town adjacent to Xinjiang.There are not many people living on the plateau, but it does not mean that there are no people. There are still nearly 50 people living on this plateau in the southwest.They formed towns and small cities, and made a living by trading resources such as herbs in exchange for food and other daily necessities.There are several rivers on the plateau that can reach the inland downstream, so communication is more convenient, and there are still conditions for living on the plateau.

The shopfront in the town gave the old man a strange feeling. Although he only came to the town every few months, he had never seen the town become like this.There are more people coming and going on the streets of the town, some are wearing the same clothes as those military masters that day, and there are also many gentlemen who are dressed as cultural people.The most people here are the people here. Compared with the past, there are more people on the street. If you take a look at the past, it is obviously different from the previous town.

"Why are there suddenly more people setting up stalls?" The old man took two large bundles of grassland and medicinal materials and looked at the stalls on the side of the road. Those who sold vegetables, beans, shoes, straw hats, etc. Both.How strange, why did I stay on the mountain for a month without going down, and the changes have been so great in the past two months?

"You have to pay for setting up a stall, so why don't you worry about losing money if you don't sell something?" the old man thought in wonder.

"There are too many people shopping here. Hey, there are so many people in front of this grocery store? Could it be that today is a holiday and we have to celebrate?" The old man looked around with his eyes wide open, and thought carefully to recall what it was today festival.But the problem is that today doesn't seem to be any holiday, not even a rest day, which is weird, it is impossible for him to stay on the mountain for two months, and 200 years have passed outside in one fell swoop, right?

"Look, these are all high-quality herbs, picked from the mountains. They have strong medicinal properties. Well, you have nowhere to look for them with a lantern."

The old man chose to ignore the others and went to a pharmacy. He untied two bundles of herbs and put them on the floor of the pharmacy to sell his own herbs to the pharmacy owner.After the boss saw these herbs, he walked over with the shopkeeper and looked through them carefully. After pondering for a while, he watched the old man quote such a price.

"Two copper coins, no more." The boss took out two copper coins from his pocket and said.

"Please do me a favor. These are high-quality medicinal materials. I took the risk to go to the cliff to pick them. No matter what, they are worth three copper coins!" The old man clasped his fists anxiously and said.

"Boss." The shopkeeper next to him suddenly pulled the boss's sleeve and pouted angrily.

"Forget it, let's count you four copper coins." The boss grunted twice and reluctantly took out two more copper coins and said.

"Is this really a holiday? Why did the old miser change his mind?" The old man's eyes widened in disbelief, but the two copper coins given by the pharmacy were indeed real.What exactly happened here?Why is this guy so generous, willing to take four copper coins?

"Just be happy." The old pharmacist grumbled.

"With the support of the revolutionary army, you can bully us well."

394 Southwest Liberation

"Your money, shouldn't you also order the medicinal materials for the next time?" The old man asked cautiously.

"For the money this time, you have four copper coins for these two large bundles of medicinal materials. Keep it well and don't lose it, and don't tell the revolutionary army that I didn't give it to you." The pharmacy owner said, picking up the teacup on the table.

"Thank you very much." The old man smiled and said happily as he put the four thick and precious copper coins into his pocket.

"It's no use thanking me. It's not my decision. If you want to thank you, go thank your group of 'difficult brothers and sisters'." The boss waved his hand impatiently.

"Oh, there is more." The pharmacy owner stopped the old man who was about to leave and said.

"This is the money you paid for collecting herbs last time. The price of those herbs has increased, so I will count you an extra copper coin." The boss took out another copper coin and said to the old man.

"What the hell is going on? How did he become so generous in an instant?" the old man thought wonderingly while holding the five copper coins.

"This guy was notoriously stingy in the past. In the past, when the market for such a bundle of herbs was good, he would only give one and a half copper coins at most. If there is a large quantity, it is not uncommon to lower the price by one copper coin. Why is he so generous today? , and gave me the money for the herbal medicines I bought at a low price?"

The medicinal herb industry has always been very hard work. How much money can be sold depends on the mouth of the pharmacy owner. Often a month of hard work may not be able to exchange a few copper coins.If there are many medicinal materials, they will be cheap, and if there are few, they will be expensive.But when it’s rare, it’s so easy to pick. Often, all the year round, I run around for those few coins, and for that little money, I run between mountains and cliffs, risking slipping, getting lost, and being killed by monsters. Dangerous to pick these herbs.

In the past, these pharmacy owners were very stingy. They tried their best to lower the price and reduce the picking fee as much as possible, so as to get the biggest profit with the smallest loss.The herb collectors can't be united. Everyone wants to feed their families. Even if the price is low, they can barely survive.Now there is no land to cultivate, and it is estimated that going back to work as a long-term laborer and farm laborer will be much more difficult than it is now.

It was really unexpected for the old man to be able to offer such a price. In fact, he was mentally prepared to only get two copper coins just now. What made this miser change his mind?Di Polo opened his eyes, what is their so-called revolutionary army?

"John? Is that you, old John!" Suddenly an old farmer of about the same age passed the old man on the street, looked him up again and shouted.

"Bob?" Old John looked back in surprise and asked.

"Okay, it's really you! I said, old man, I haven't seen you for more than two months. I thought you had been killed by the devil and died in the war! Unexpectedly, you seem to be in good spirits , it shouldn’t be a big deal, right?”

Old Bob was wearing a white homespun dress and a bamboo hat, holding Old John's shoulder and said with a smile. The latter was also full of joy. Old Bob was one of his few friends. It was old Bob who invited him to the village for a little meal to get through this difficult time.This is the simple friendship of the working people and brothers of the ranks. It has nothing to do with interests. It is just pure friendship that makes Bob lend a helping hand.

"I'm so lucky, I can't die. Why, I haven't seen you for two months, and you're in good spirits. I see that your face is flushed, and you walk vigorously. You seem to be younger than before." Old John also smiled. Said.

"Can you be unhappy? The imperial devil was beaten away, and now comrades from the revolutionary army are in charge of us. You don't know how good life is now, ah, what was that before, what is now, it's really exciting ’” said old Bob, shaking his fist.

"A soldier in charge?" Old John asked hesitantly. In his impression, a soldier in charge would only cause chaos in the town.A few days ago, the Southwest Army was in charge of the war. During that time, he even had to pay taxes to enter the town, let alone sell herbs.At that time, the owner of the pharmacy paid black money to the steward who was a soldier, and then lowered the price of these drug farmers. In those days, there was really no place to file a complaint.

"The revolutionary army is different from the previous soldiers. They are the brothers of our peasants and help us. You came out of the pharmacy just now? How about it? How much did the pharmacy owner give you? Did you give You don't settle accounts? If you do not settle accounts, we will go to him, he can't bully you because you haven't come back for two months and don't know the situation." Old Bob pointed to the pharmacy again and said.

"It's a lot, four copper coins, and one copper coin from the previous price reduction. These five copper coins are enough for me. If it was before, I wouldn't even dare to think about it." Old John waved his hand quickly.

"You mean, he gave me all this money because of the Revolutionary Army?" Old John asked again as if realizing something.

"That's right. After the revolutionary army came, they arrested and shot the former bullies in the town. The officials in the town should also be tried and investigated. No one dared to cover up any more. The revolutionary army first came to stabilize the price of food, and then managed the business to stabilize the price of goods. Now the business is all about fairness and justice, and there are regulations on the maximum price of what can be sold, and no one dares to drive up prices." Old Bob said, spreading his hands. .

"That's a great thing, this is a good official." Old John nodded in agreement.

"More than that, now there are minimum regulations on how much you should be paid for working, and you are not allowed to deduct wages indiscriminately. Besides, people like you have to be paid according to the regulations. If you want to lower the price, you will not allow it. You have to give as much as you want, and the revolutionary army will not let him lose any points. A few days ago, a blacksmith boss wanted to deduct the wages of apprentices, and only gave him eight copper coins a month. The revolutionary army found out about this , not to mention giving enough money, the blacksmith shop almost became an escrow. Now there are still revolutionary troops who go around every half a month, but the boss dare not delay a penny. It’s a rush to pay the workers, and if the workers don’t want him, they’re still in a hurry, it’s so satisfying!” Old Bob laughed loudly.

"That's good, but...does it mean to force these bosses a little bit? What if they close their doors and don't sell them?" Old John asked hesitantly.

"You're really old, you can't understand things anymore." Old Bob shook his head and explained.

"Usually, those who open a store need to make some connections, and they have to pay the mayor, the town tyrant, and the military master, plus taxes, everyone has to give a share of the money, and they will spend a lot of money just for this money. .Now? They need to pay a tax, and there is not much to do for the workers who are in charge of medical treatment. Think about it, how many things did the revolutionary army have to order when they came to the southwest? How much firewood, rice, oil, salt and medicine? The Revolutionary Army has to purchase a lot of things every day and never deducts them. If this is deducting the wages of the workers, it is purely heartless." Old Bob said.

"By the way, it's better for you to go back to the village as soon as possible. You haven't been back to the village for a while, and you don't know what happened in the village." Old Bob said happily to John again.

"Why do you go back to the village? My family is not in the village, and I have no land for a long time. I only go to the village to find you, and I have nothing else to do." John shook his head and said.

"Why go back? Go back and collect the fields!" Bob said anxiously when he heard John's words.

"The revolutionary army has already redistributed the land in the village. The old landlord's land was redistributed, so he only kept his share. Your land that was seized was also divided by the village responsible for statistics." When I came back, I couldn’t find anyone in those days. Now that I’m back, I’m going to claim the land, and I’ll just farm it in our village. Once you’re old, don’t go out and take risks to collect herbs.” The old man Bob persuaded John.

"Oh? Why are you crying?"

Old John really couldn't bear it and squatted on the ground and wept with joy. He sat on the ground and cried without any scruples with the strength he had never experienced before.He cried so hard and so emotionally, as if he wanted to cry out all the grievances of his life.When he was young, he was forced to leave home to collect medicine due to the occupation of fields. He lived his whole life on cliffs and fighting monsters, and then relied on the hard-earned medicinal materials in exchange for meager money to survive.In the blink of an eye for 40 years, I don’t know how many suns and moons have passed, and how many times Di Polo has risen from the east to the west. Everything should have passed like this, and it was brought into his coffin like this.

This is a cry of joy, as if venting the bullying time and time again, as if to soothe my excited mood.Yes, everything has passed, it is different, this time it is really different!

......

"The revolution in the Southwest cannot be accomplished by talking about it casually. It doesn't mean that we divide the land and confiscate the factories and then we don't need to manage anything, or we have entered the Leszek doctrine. That is not the same as feudalism. There is no essential difference in the old society. If we want to realize the revolution, we have to start with politics and the military first, and then bring the revolution to the countryside and cities along the economy. Liberation, all classes in the Southwest have to break free from feudalism and enter into new social relations."

At this time, Comrade Sternan was walking with several other comrades in Southwest City and looking towards the street. Many people were surprised at his appearance, and then smiled.Who doesn't know how many good deeds this green-skinned gentleman has done here in the past few days, and how many local ruffians and bullies in the city have been sentenced by him.The intense work in Southwest left Sternan with no time to go to Zhongnan to look for Sun Boyang. He wanted to stay in Southwest to preside over the reform work first. When everything settled down and things were no longer so important, he would probably go to Zhongnan to have a look. This fellow countryman.

"We destroyed the original corrupt social relations, pulled out all classes from the gang, and then lightened their burdens, liberated their production so that they can work and develop more effectively, this is the meaning of our work. We are now That's the job to do, it's simple, but it's hard enough that 300-year dynasties can't be unraveled."

395 Southwest Continuing Construction

"Comrade Sternan, what kind of work do you think we need to do next, and which ones are still incomplete? You are also a very experienced old comrade on this point, and we should listen to your opinions more." A person next to him Comrade asked modestly.

"I don't dare to do that. I am good at fighting wars and guerrillas, but I can't be said to be a first-class person when I preside over the construction of the rear. The experience I am discussing with you is summed up by many comrades before my grandfather and grandson. These experiences are the result of our countless setbacks. It has been accumulated through countless changes for survival. It can be said that these can stand the test of practice, but after all, Yongdalim is not anywhere else, and it is not exactly the same as my motherland. Real practice to do , it still depends on you step by step." Sternan shook his head hastily.

"Isn't what Sun Boyang summed up very good? I think you have more experience than me in many places, and I stand with you and it's a bit empty talk. I haven't experienced the reform of Zhongnan either. Many of you comrades have experienced it, much better than me." Sternan continued to say with a smile.

"In terms of experience, I'm sure you have more experience. Our comrades have only carried out the revolution for three and a half years since [-]. According to you, Comrade Sternan, it will take ten years at least. Right?" one comrade asked with a smile.

"Ten years? A little more, maybe 14 years. If you count the past, it would be even earlier. There must be 15 years." Sternan recalled.

"In 15 years, I think we also need to be prepared for a long-term battle. We must also be prepared to fight a generation and liberate Quanyong Dalim." Comrade Li Cha, who has been following him, sighed with his hands behind his back.

"It shouldn't be that long. The situation in Yongdalim is much better than it was back then. According to the current development momentum, I estimate that it will enter a new stage that I have never seen before in three years at the latest. But if there are demons The devils have to say something else. The fighting power of the emperor devils is really hard to overestimate. We despise them strategically, but of course we have to pay attention to them tactically, and fight them carefully and seriously. But in general , the army under their corrupt old system, not to mention that their weapons are not as good as ours, even if their weapons are worse than ours, it will definitely not change the fact of failure." Comrade Sternan explained to everyone with a smile.

"There are several major reasons that determine the victory of a war. The quality of weapons, the quality of soldiers, the level of generals, the supply of logistics, and the level of organization that will determine whether a war is won at the very beginning." Comrade Li Cha nodded in agreement.

"For the same army, if army a has better weapons, and army a is better than army b in all aspects, why is the army with better equipment always defeated by the army of emerging forces for countless years? There is no reason In this way, fighting with a newer, healthier and younger organization is two different levels from fighting an army that has been dusty and corrupt. Don’t look at the fact that the A army often has better results on paper, with more people, more training, Weapons and armor are good. But when it comes to reality, subject to corrupt organizations, it may not even be as good as the emerging army." Comrade Li Cha continued shaking his head and said with a smile.

"Comrade Li Cha is an expert. Except for Comrade Mourinho, there is probably no one who knows how to fight better than him." Another comrade said with a smile.

"What, Comrade Mourinho?"

"He went to preside over the work of religious reform. It is a very important job. If you are not tough, it will be difficult to explain it to those priests." Comrade Li Cha replied.

"Let's go back to the original topic, how to ensure the youthful vitality of the organization? In my opinion, it is nothing more than what we are doing now. We liberate the workers and peasants, the merchant class, education, and all walks of life in society. Get out. Under the corrupt organizational relationship, one link after another, each round needs to be dealt with and exploited. Once it becomes like this, it must be replaced by a new one. This is a historical development Inevitably, there is nothing wrong with it.”

"The new organization is healthier. They are more aggressive and vigorous. This is true for feudal dynasties, it is true for bourgeois countries, and it is even more so for our Leszek countries. Our organization has decided to be healthy from the beginning. , has been liberating all compatriots, and liberating all people from oppression. Under such a program, the ratio of healthy and unhealthy is not only doubled, but even ten times and a hundred times more.” Stynam Comrade continued.

"Yes, that's the reason." A comrade wearing glasses also sighed.

They stood on the street, and the dirty and chaotic streets had disappeared, replaced by clean and tidy streets.Everyone looked angry, walking in a hurry, and moving forward cleanly and with a goal.It has indeed changed, and everything is completely new.After losing the big mountain that was pressing on their heads, everyone's life seemed to be pulled out of the quagmire suddenly.

"It would be great if this scene could be recorded." The comrade wearing glasses said suddenly.