Socially anxious people transmigrate to another world; living in seclusion is too difficult.

Fitz had made up his mind. What happened to Carol was not the core reason that prompted Fitz to rebel. Rather, it was what Fitz had seen, heard, and felt during his thirty years of military service. He had been stationed in various city-states, from a small village to the city of Kali. Over the years, no matter which city-state he was in, the local nobles were all profit-driven and constantly exploited the poor and lower classes. Families were destroyed and people died because of the oppression of the nobles. He had seen this all too often, but he was powerless to do anything about it then. Even now, he could only do a small part of it, which made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

Carol's kidnapping may have been just a spark that ignited the still-boiling passion in the aging Fitz's heart, leading to today's "special" military meeting.

"My mind is made up; I am determined to rebel. Now, we need to gather allies. I suggest we collect intelligence on other garrisons to see if any families have been kidnapped by black market merchants, or if any soldiers or their families have been involved in gambling. Whichever garrison has the most of these issues, it is a potential ally and a target for our development. As for the capital, I have my own methods. Do you all have any other opinions? If you consider me a brother, just say so."

A moment of silence fell over the meeting room. The generals stopped talking and looked around awkwardly. Seeing this, the secretary spoke up to ease the tension: "Gentlemen, this is not a library. There is no need to be quiet."

One of the generals asked, "Commander, how confident are you that you can succeed?"

"One percent."

Fitzgerald's brief reply sparked another round of discussion among the generals, with many whispering among themselves. "One-tenth? How can we rebel against that?" "Yes, how can we risk our lives?" "That's right, I don't think we can rebel," and so on.

The general who had asked the question earlier asked again: "Commander, one percent is far too low. This is no child's play; it's a matter of risking one's life!"

Fei Qi sighed and slowly said, "Brothers, I know that my words make many of you uneasy, so I have gathered you here today to discuss this matter more to see what you think. If any of you are unwilling to follow me, you may leave on your own on the day of the uprising. If you are willing to follow me, then we can discuss the grand plan together. I, Fei Qi, will never make things difficult for any of you brothers. This duchy has been peaceful for a hundred years, and it has been eaten away to the bone by worms!"

"But Commander, what's the point of doing this? You're just throwing your life away. What will happen to Carol if anything happens to you? Commander, please think it over!"

"That's enough. Those who are willing to follow me to reorganize this duchy, please stay. Those who have no such intention may leave this meeting room now!"

Fei Qi's words were resounding. The generals present looked at each other, none daring to be the first to leave, yet none daring to stay. At this moment, the general who had slammed his fist on the table earlier stood up and said, "I will support whatever the commander does. Those who are willing to do it, stand behind the commander. Those who are not, then leave!"

After speaking, he walked behind Fei Qi, crossed his arms, and stood there looking at the people sitting around the conference table. Following his lead, some generals also stood up one after another, pledged their loyalty, and stood behind Fei Qi. There were about ten people in total, and now seven or eight of them supported the rebellion. As fewer and fewer people were sitting, the remaining people became more and more anxious.

Finally, a general stood up and said, "Brother, it's not that I'm unwilling, but my child is still young and my family is not well-off. I really can't take this risk. I'm sorry! I will resign tomorrow!" After saying that, he strode out of the meeting room.

After someone took the lead, some of the remaining people also chose to leave, and slowly only one person remained sitting.

Fei Qi looked at him and said, "Brother, don't worry, I won't blame you for any choices you make."

The man seemed restless, but finally stood up and said, "Brother, I'm sorry..." before leaving the meeting room.

To be honest, Fei Qi felt very satisfied that so many people were still willing to support him. After all, this was a matter of life and death, and there was a high possibility that he would not return.

He said to the secretary sitting next to him, "Don't make things difficult for them, and don't blame them. When you're processing their paperwork, give them double their discharge pay."

"Yes, Commander."

"Brothers, thank you all, thank you for your support. I'm grateful for your help!" Fei Qi stood up and gave a very formal military salute to the generals standing behind him, and then assigned tasks to everyone.

Currently, the garrison stationed on the border near Kali City includes the Second Army under the command of Fezi, as well as the Fourth, Eighth, Thirteenth, and Fourteenth Armies. In addition, the Seventeenth Garrison Army is stationed near a small town southwest of Kali City. To prevent the news from leaking out, these troops need to be won over. As for whether they can defeat the Royal City's garrison, that is not something to consider now.

Fei Qi's plan for the generals who supported him was to first unite the various garrison armies along the border, and then win over the 17th Army. The six armies together numbered nearly 100,000 men. In his mind, a rebellion was a matter that could be resolved quickly. As long as they set off from the north and kept the news strictly under control, once they passed the middle of the journey, even if the news leaked out, the capital city would not have time to prepare.

Therefore, Fei Qi sent out various generals to communicate with the mid-level generals of these troops. He believed that if the nobles in the royal city dared to harm even their own daughters, people in other troops must have encountered similar things.

Sure enough, the generals returned with good news on the third day after they went out. The middle and lower-ranking officers in various units had encountered similar things. Some had gambled away all their savings, some had contracted diseases after visiting brothels, and some had their family members mysteriously disappear. The number was not very large, but one or two out of ten had encountered such situations.

Upon receiving this news, Fei Qi knew that the matter was half accomplished, but it was not yet time for him to step in. He continued to have his generals send out their trusted subordinates to incite the various armies, trying to create a sense of rebellion among the lower-ranking soldiers.

Incited by these soldiers, over time, the commanders of the various armies gradually realized that something was wrong. Why were the officers and soldiers under their command becoming more and more aggressive, less and less obedient to orders, and even their words beginning to be filled with dissatisfaction with the duchy?

As a result, the commanders of the various armies could no longer sit still. The commander of the Fourth Army contacted the other commanders and invited them to get together and talk about the current situation within the army.

Fezi readily agreed. Among the various armies on the border, his Second Army had always been a role model for all the other units. He also planned to take this opportunity to entice the commanders of each army to tie the rope of rebellion to themselves and deeply bind themselves to him.