What stance, what kind of stance? Of course, it revolves around whether to continue supporting the war or to cease it. Feng Yi had always considered himself a soldier and never thought about getting involved in major political affairs. Although he felt touched by his country's trust in him, he was more stunned by the shocking news suddenly released by Greedy Wolf. But since Greedy Wolf had said it, he must have had a backup plan. Feng Yi said, "What about anti-war, and what about pro-war?'

Greedy Wolf pondered for a while and then explained, stating that under the current circumstances, continuing the conflict would only lead to complete depletion of both sides' resources. No country could defeat the other, and the Federal central region did not have a geographical advantage. In this campaign, the Pross Empire could catch the Federation off guard at any moment.

If it weren't for Noah's assistance, the development speed of the Federation would not suffice to confront Saudi directly. However, because of the development over these years, Saudi had miscalculated the Federal strength, which inevitably led to this becoming a protracted war of attrition.

Moreover, from a long-term perspective, the developmental prospects of the Federation far surpassed those of Saudi. Precisely because of this, the longer this war of attrition lasted, the more it disadvantaged the Federation. Despite this, the top officials, including himself, had no intention of ceasing the war. After all, over the course of this nearly 10-year war, the Federation had suffered too much loss.

But now things were different. Capturing the Saudi ruling party was indeed a golden opportunity. As long as they could force the Saudi ruling party to sign and pass a peace treaty with more than half of the votes, the agreement would be finalized. If this chance were missed, no one knew how much longer the war could continue— one year, ten years, or perhaps even longer?

Then, the most crucial issue arose— the request for a ceasefire had to be initiated by Saudi, and this formidable task fell upon Feng Yi. At the same time, Greedy Wolf also verbally praised and supported him. In short, the Federation believed he could accomplish this challenging mission.

Having said this, Greedy Wolf didn't wait and directly hung up the Heavenly Communication, causing Feng Yi's face to twitch...

One could say there is no perfectly flawless strategy. This tactic had drained countless brain cells and taken considerable mental effort to finalize. Yet those politicians are truly craftier than one another. When you think you're smart, they view problems from angles far more cunning and foresee further than you. How had he not thought to seize this opportunity like this?

However, the current situation of the Blazing Legion was indeed very awkward. To retreat or not to retreat was the question. Withdrawing could easily expose them to missile attacks, and even keeping the ruling party hostage didn't guarantee complete safety. But if they didn't withdraw, were they supposed to stay here over the new year? Moreover, once Kexiao returned, this unit might be completely done for. Instead, coercing the ruling party to propose a ceasefire seemed to be the decision to make.

As for how exactly to implement this, it was quite simple. As a master of psychology, Feng Yi had always been deeply aware of human weaknesses. Although he loathed to act this way, in this moment he had no choice but to do so. Thus, Feng Yi entrusted the task to Apophis, assuring that he would credit Apophis for the achievement. As long as the ruling party proposed and passed a five-vote peace agreement, the Military Department would surely negotiate post-war compensation with the Saudi ruling party, of course, before Kexiao arrived.

Apophis had always harbored ideals for the future. Born on the remote planet of Icebird, revitalizing his fading family had always been his life's direction.

Having ideals gives purpose, having a direction gives strength. But it was only upon entering Golden Sword Academy that he realized how deep the waters of his aspirations were, and not easily navigable by grassroots individuals. To rise in the Military Department, one needed more than just opportunities; it necessitated recognition and promotion by higher-ups.

Although the Federal factions were not as singularly dominant as those in Saudi, internal conflicts also existed, with numerous factions in disarray. Simply proving oneself was not enough to stand out; one must also build personal connections through one's capabilities.

Left Faction, Right Faction, Academy Faction, or Military Department Faction were all well-known. Even if you had the abilities, you had to wait your turn, since flattery and sycophancy were never principles Apophis believed in.

Yet, he ultimately chose to follow Feng Yi, not for any other reason but an instinctual intuition. Eventually, he stood as an important commander of the Blazing Legion in the enemy's capital.

Apophis had never hoped for more, yet today he received a directive from Feng Yi, an order issued solely to him. Was this not also a demonstration of Feng Yi's trust? Having received advanced education from a young age, Apophis knew exactly how to proceed.

Of course, besides that, Feng Yi had promised that he could make his own demands, as after all, he had made significant contributions during the battle with Hugo, especially in this arduous task, for which Feng Yi believed Apophis was more suitable than himself.

As for what demands, just say anything, as long as it's within one's own capabilities and not too much of that stuff, anything goes.

Apophis was completely stunned on the spot, the scene at that time was both Feng Yi and Apophis being dumbfounded...

Feng Yi's dumbfoundedness was due to not knowing whether Apophis was refusing or what else. If not, changing to another person was also an option; who knew the next second he would see Apophis giving a military salute, and then the man was gone without a trace.

The results were often unexpected. Feng Yi had thought it would take days and nights to persuade the Saudi ruling party, but just after two hours, those big shots began a direct dialogue with the Federation.

Of course, the process was extremely complicated. Although it's true that the Saudi ruling party dominated alone, the necessary formalities and process could not be neglected, so under the heavy surround of 3000 elite members of the Fiery Legion, a debate about the battle compensation began.

The affair was undeniably lengthy. Even Feng Yi, with his patience, had sneaked into the parliament after several hours of waiting, and originally his patience wasn't that great to begin with.

However, what Feng Yi hadn't expected was that during their conversations with the Federation, the Saudi ruling party appeared completely elated and carefree, showing no sign of worry at all. In this tug-of-war, it seemed they didn't take winning or losing too seriously; it seemed they cared more about the compensation itself.

Feng Yi quietly took out a cigarette from his coat, lit it, and fell into a contemplative state with thoughts he couldn't grasp...

Yes, he could never understand how these old men could view the situation so lightly. Could this be the fundamental difference between ordinary people and those at the top—caring only about gains and losses, caring solely about personal standings? Although caring about personal positions is not wrong, Feng Yi couldn't imagine what he would do in their place.

Be it dejection or silence, or even recklessly smashing things before jumping into the river to take his own life.

Looking back now, time felt like a different era. A war's losses always surpassed its gains, and even compensation couldn't make up for everything. Thinking of those fallen comrades, thinking of Huang Zhennan and Guo Guo, his emotions were complex during this period that wasn't exactly great, despite the ongoing peace treaty negotiations. After the war, what could he do but fulfill his dream?

No, the time left for him wasn't ample at all. He was sustaining himself with medicine every day, yet he could feel that, even with the medication, his condition was continuously deteriorating—life, indeed, is beautiful...

That reminded him, during this leisurely time, he could to some extent give some support to those brothers who had fought to the death, such as housing and post-service arrangements. Perhaps this was the only thing he could do?

He vividly remembered that scene from his passionate and surging youth, making promises to everyone that each would have a car and a house, inviting everyone to join the Free Bounty Tribe and rebuild the Mardis economic system, whether in transport freight or interstellar flights, skyscrapers or leisure entertainment. Although it was a vast and not so fast process, it wasn't particularly difficult with his current abilities.

In the starry sky on the way back, the Saudi super-fleet suddenly received a peace treaty message along with a dissolution report of the Federal Diya alliance. The dissolution of the alliance wasn't the focus, but this lengthy report of over ten pages made Kexiao read for a long time, "The Federation really is…"

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