Once dead, it is lost.

In the face of war, human life is even more meaningless.

Both sides in the war are in the position of plundering, the loser is plundered, and the winner is plundered.

The winner drinks the blood of the loser, and then continues to grow and become stronger, creating more deaths.

Or, will be defeated by the stronger and become a member of the 'dead'.

When a person dies, there is no meaning.

Even if the so-called great achievements are posthumously granted and called saints, they are just names that appear in a statue or a book of proverbs in later generations.

Whether it is a king or a commoner.

Under war, everything appears pure in the face of death.

"War is not such a beautiful thing."

For the first time, Hongyu met her friend and expressed her wishes. She stared at Judal and said seriously: "Death will leave pain and pass pain on."

"This kind of thing has never been a beautiful adjective."

"Tsk."

Judal clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, but he did not refute anything. After all, he is not a three-dimensional and upright person. It would be better to say that with his heart, someone else would deny his joy in life in front of him. Will give the other party a few ice picks.

"Hongyu, you have to know that the country that has caused the most wars on the mainland is the Huang Empire."

"Yes."

"So, do you still think war is wrong?"

"Mistakes are always mistakes, unavoidable, and impossible to misinterpret."

Hongyu recalled the thoughts revealed by her brother and teacher when they contacted her, she closed her eyes, and said softly: "We are still continuing our mistakes. We used to start wars for survival, for better survival. A lot of mistakes were made, and we should feel guilty instead of being content with this endless plunder."

"It is impossible for the country to always play the role of a bandit. Sister Baiying is trying to understand each other and form an alliance with other tribes in the grassland, and then take them under her command."

"The Huang Empire is trying new efforts, and this time the marriage is also a means..."

"Our actions are no longer limited to war and plunder, but need to be more compatible and tolerant."

Hearing these words, Judal's eyes were slightly clouded. Just as Hongyu said, the current Huang Empire has lost its enthusiasm for war.

Not only that, but also thinking about how to peacefully appease the small nations around them, not using war to conquer, but finding ways to avoid war and choose more troublesome means to complete the annexation.

It's like being in the underworld society for more than ten years, and suddenly wants to clean up and become a listed company.

This kind of feeling makes him, the main force of the hawk faction, very dissatisfied. Judal is like a foreign thug recruited by the underworld society, and after lack of business in the underworld, his income has dropped a lot.

The associations that originally had the most black work have all gone ashore, and other associations, large and small, have also been annexed by him, and the space for Mr. Judal, the "thug", has been squeezed step by step.

Today's Judal is unwilling to stay in the Huang Empire most of the time because of this. A Huang Empire that wants to get rid of the quagmire of war is not the Huang Empire he needs.

"Forget it, there's no point arguing about it."

Judal understands that Hongyu already has some rudiments of her own thinking, and she is no longer the ignorant and stupid girl she used to be.

But it is impossible for him to be influenced by the ruby. Judal understands that in his lonely heart, only the dripping blood on the battlefield can moisten his thirsty soul a little.

He didn't know who gave him this carnivore-like nature, but he knew that following his instinct would make him forget other painful things and numb everything about himself.

Sometimes, if you want to live a happier life, you just need to let go of those things and divert your attention.

Hongyu was also silent, she called little Judal on her lips, but she always treated Judal as her half-brother in her heart, and this peer was her only playmate when she was a child.

He is more mature and willful than himself.

Together with the elder brother Wang gave her the meaning and mission of living.

But now, she began to deny his philosophy of life with her own will.

Although she didn't regret it, she was a little bit disappointed in her heart. She didn't know whether Judal could continue to speak freely in front of her like before.

In other words, can she still not cover up this man in the future?

"arrive."

Silently, the two came to the other courtyard of the Huang Empire. Instead, Judal lost the good mood before, and walked directly to the other courtyard, looking at Fran who was in Donya's body.

"Frank."

"Your Majesty Judal?"

Fran lowered his head slightly, as if greeting, "I heard Lord Yisunan mentioning you before, and you are indeed in this palace."

"I'm not here to talk nonsense with you."

He clasped his ears impatiently, and said with a hint of anger in his tone, "Sinbad is among the guys who attacked the palace."

"Um???"

Sinbad? ?

A name that she hadn't heard for a long time appeared in her ears without warning, and a distorted and hideous expression appeared on Fran's face in an instant, "That man is also in Barbard?!"

"Yes, that's right, so... change someone as soon as possible. If you interfere in this matter, there is no guarantee that Sinbad will win a few new allies, or the eight will be upgraded to ten generals, etc. of."

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