Chapter 838: Torture the Heart
Since the beginning of the war, Chino has frequently appeared in public, and the fear of the world has become the perfect nourishment for the triple shackle emotional harvest.
The admiration and respect in the hearts of the allies, the despair and fear of the enemy before death, and the scene of turning the tide of the battle with one's own strength, as if the god of death were coming, made the awe value increase with a majestic momentum.
The war has been fought for more than half a month now, and Chino has harvested the emotions of countless people, and the three values of respect, fear, and awe in the triple shackles have exceeded 100 million.
Fear and awe aside, Andrei's attempt to use blockade tactics to drain the rebels is absolutely impossible.
Chino's Respect can be exchanged for items directly, the rarer the item, the higher the technology content, the more Respect points are required, and vice versa.
The most basic materials, such as food, are simply not too cheap.
It can be said that even if Andrei blockades for another five or ten years, he will exhaust the strategic reserves of the entire Doguland, and the rebel army will be able to eat two bowls per meal, one bowl and one bowl.
Of course, Chino didn't really plan to drag Andre to death.
The range of people's emotions is limited, and there are clouds in the previous life: one is vigorous, then it declines, and three is exhausted.
The slaves in the rebel army were not professional soldiers, and they did not have the patience to fight a protracted war, and they were now full of enthusiasm to break the shackles on their bodies for thousands of years, and their momentum was extraordinary.
Once the time drags on, and the slaves are full of food and drink every day, this momentum is likely to be lost, and if AndrΓ© catches this point and launches a surprise attack, he is likely to be defeated.
Moreover, the time to summon Fitch is also limited, she devoured the elite of Troyin led by Edward in Fengyun Pass this time, and she also devoured many humans in the follow-up war, and her strength will definitely skyrocket, and the awe value required to summon her next time will soar sharply, I am afraid that the awe value of more than 100 million yuan is not enough to spend.
There is also the Far Eastern Dynasty, now they have not moved, in case the time of fighting for a long time, this foreign dynasty will be involved, and the situation will only fall into further chaos.
Therefore, we must find an opportunity to expand the results of the battle and hold the initiative in our own hands.
"Squeak-" Just as Chino was studying the sand table, the door of the command room was pushed open, and he had already judged the comer from the gentle footsteps, and a surging smile appeared on his face: "Good evening, little princess." Or should I call you in advance... Her Majesty? β
Solandale couldn't help but wonder: "You're laughing, I'm neither a princess nor a queen now, I'm just a commoner who has been stripped of his identity"
After more than half a month of recuperation, compared to the embarrassed appearance when she first arrived in Twilight City, Solandelle's physical and mental state is now significantly better.
However, the innocent and splendid Nine Princesses who lived in fairy tales are no longer there, and the vicissitudes and fatigue of the world are like shadows, leaving eternal traces in her eyes.
Except for the first greeting, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was silent for some reason, Chino glanced back at Solandale and asked, "You seem to have something to say, do you have anything to do with me?" β
Solandale's gaze was a little complicated, she lowered her head and rubbed the corners of her clothes, and whispered, "I... I have a lot to say, but I don't know where to start. For all this time, you have been in control of the whole situation, sheltering me from the wind and rain. β
"I really appreciate your dedication to me, so no matter what you do, I will support you... And I also know that people like me, who are hiding behind and being protected, shouldn't talk too much. It's just..."
Chino had already heard what was being said, and interrupted her directly: "There is no one else here, you can say anything directlyβyou don't approve of my practice of allowing slaves to slaughter the nobles of Twilight City?" β
Solandale lowered her head, her voice so soft that she could barely hear it: "I just think... Not all nobles are bad people, and some innocent people don't deserve to die like that..."
Chino: "But it's war. The good guys, the bad guys, the guilty, the innocent... Anyone can die. β
"And you should know very well that that is our strategic means, and in order to deter the monolithic aristocracy, we must do so."
"Now that some nobles are intimidated and choose to surrender in Kaesong when we arrive, I will give them dignified treatment.
"But if they don't cooperate later, I'll let the slaughter in Twilight happen again. You should know all of this. β
"I know... I knowβ" Solandale muttered, her voice trembling a little, "It's me who has too many mouths... I believe in your choice, as always..."
As soon as Solandale finished speaking, he was about to leave, when Chino came behind him and put his arm around her shoulder, his other hand gently held her chin, and his index finger rubbed against the soft red lips, and he leaned over to Solandale's ear, his voice filled with unprecedented depth: "You must always remember that this is your war." We are fighting for you, and everyone is dying because of you. β
So, if you have concerns in your heart, you should not perfunctory or run away from them, otherwise they will stay with you all the time. You need to make a definite answer, to me, but also to yourself. β
"Do you want me to put away my blade and show mercy to my enemies?"
Solandale trembled, the dazed and struggling in her eyes intensifying.
She unconsciously took Chino's hand, which became tighter and tighter, until the nails in the back almost sank into his skin.
Eventually, slowly, her body relaxed, and even if it was small, she could still feel her shaking her head.
A dangerous smile appeared on Chino's face, and he lifted Solandelle's long white-blond hair with his hand, and sniffed it against the laurel-scented hair, and the amber eyes seemed to be burning: "You have finally grown up." β
Solandale closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the confusion and struggle had faded away, replaced by clarity.
Chino came to the sand table and beckoned to her: "Come, let's take a look at the situation together." β
Solandale walked over and said with some shame, "I actually want to do something for you, but with my current ability, I'm afraid I can't help anything." β
"It's okay, it's good to stay here and talk to me." Chino looked at the sandbox and said, "Of course, if you have any ideas, you can just let me know." β
Solandale thought for a moment and whispered, "I've been thinking all this time, we're in this war... Is there something missing? β
Chino: "What do you mean?" β
"Reason." Solandale explains, "Throughout history, there is always a reason for the struggle for the throne, such as the excuse that there are rebels in the palace and raising troops in the name of 'purging the king's side'. Or they may claim to be orthodox, claiming that the current king is not right, and thus march into the conquest. β
"The reason is the great righteousness, and the great righteousness is very important, and this is an explanation to one's own soldiers and the subjects in the territory. But so far we have not raised any banner, and we have not occupied the commanding heights of morality and truth, which is what worries me. β