Chapter 1 My 412

May smiled and nodded.

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"Assault operation, a kind of airborne operation formulated very early, but because there have always been problems with the design of the parachute, it has never been actually put into combat as a surprise attack tactic, now think about it, this tactic was implemented by Emperor Yan at that time, and it was also denied by Emperor Yan, no matter how you think about it, it is Emperor Yan's clumsy means."

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My sword was against his neck.

All the people around him, the rebels who tried to take up arms, were already dead.

Those who chose to surrender, under our instructions, raised their hands above their heads, walked to the center, and knelt down.

Compared with those ordinary non-commissioned officers, the commander in front of him, the culprit of everything, he didn't make any moves.

He glanced at my sword.

"Emperor Yan, I didn't expect that I would... It's not just me, Tully, and Targaryen, who have been deceived by you, what material defects, what no training intentions, you guy, have been letting Kemp train this kind of thing in secret, right?"

"X1e, is that all you want to say is this?"

The man in front of me is the one who holds the power of the entire Baratheon force.

The evil way that tried to control the house.

I didn't kill him outright, it was only because I had information I wanted to hear from him.

"x1e, you should have thought about your fate a long time ago."

"Is it over? I'm different from you, and it doesn't matter what ends up anymore."

"You say it's not important? Is this a complete disregard for whether you live or die?"

"Nah... Emperor Yan, what do you think you're fighting for? Justice? Or is it for all mankind?"

"I'm for the ideal."

"Ideal? I thought you would call yourself a decent person, ideal? It's a good term, I've long forgotten the meaning of it, and I envy you to have such fantasies."

"Fantasies? I don't think it's a fantasy, I'm moving towards my ideals."

"I used to think so, but I think that the so-called ideal is the same as a bubble, the closer you get, the easier it is to burst, and when it is broken, you will have it, and you can't do anything, and you can't change anything."

I put down my sword.

There is no need to threaten him anymore.

Now X1e is willing to talk to me about this, which also means that he has given up resistance.

Now that the resistance has been abandoned, then something good to say.

The information he knew was definitely not a minority.

Ask as much as you can.

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In order to make this world, in order to keep the country of the house alive.

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"X1e I admit that you are a very talented person, and if you want, I will let you continue to be the commander-in-chief."

"That's not it, this mission has failed, I have no reason to stay here anymore, and I've done enough for so long, so much trouble, and so tiring, and to use a joke, I'm the kind of person who has been doing it for three years and three years, three years and three years."

"Well... I see."

"I want to ask you one last question, Emperor Yan, do you think it's worth it for so many people to die for your ideals?"

The 3,000-strong assault force suffered casualties.

If there is war, then there will be casualties.

It's unavoidable, and all I can do is minimize casualties as much as possible.

"I didn't do anything wrong, it was a choice I had to make."

"You've stripped so much of your life, do you think you're doing the right thing?"

"There's no way around it! I don't want anyone to die either, but our world is like this, if there is a war, then someone will die, what can be done? Will we be able to achieve victory without sacrificing anyone? No way! I want there to be war, but once it breaks out, I have to do it."

"Emperor Yan, shouldn't death be just a string of numbers for you?"

I heard the sarcasm of x1e.

For ordinary people, these death numbers are really just numbers.

I don't want anyone to die either, but that's war.

I understand what this death brings, and the person who killed them was not the enemy, but me.

It was I who chose to start such a war, and they died because of my choice.

I can't regret it because they died to save the country.

For me, they also have to be numbers.

If those weren't numbers, I wouldn't have been able to bear the sin.

"Aren't they numbers? Aren't we just remembering numbers?"

"They are not numbers, they are one by one, people who existed in the past, they died for your ideals, for your beliefs, they chose to believe that you will bring change to them, will save more people, so they will fight for you, our reality is the same, they would rather fight to the death than retreat, what do you think they are for?"

"To protect those behind you, to repel marauders."

"No! They're not here to protect, they're not here to kill, they're believing in your philosophy, they believe that as long as you go to war, as long as you kill those enemies, their world will change, but will this world really change? Will there really be any difference in killing countless enemies through war?"

"War is not the way to solve problems, but it must be the way to force the other side to solve them."

"Resolved? What can you solve? You're just forcing the other party to accept it by force, do you think it's a solution? Even if you solve it this time, what about the future? Can you guarantee that future people will not have conflicts because of the problems you solve?"

No, there won't be any conflict, I'd love to say that.

But this is not the case, even twenty years after the end of the war.

Now there have been more and more people who shout and beat casually, shout and kill at will, and kill the whole family at every turn, and the most terrible thing is that in our reality, there are still many people who worship this kind of patriot.

Violence brings nothing, and it doesn't take anything away.

All that will be left is the boundless chain of hatred.

"War will never go away, peace breeds war, war breeds peace, this is our reality, and now we are still peaceful, just because there are more sane people than crazy people, but I think that sooner or later, there will be more crazy people than normal people."

"The life span of human beings is too short, even if it is only a generation in the past, it is less than 50 years, and people today have long forgotten the pain of war, they will be easily used, easily instigated, they have no idea what they are dying for, and they do not know what they are fighting for."

(End of chapter)

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