“Most soldiers do strictly abide by this.
but
If you see your best friend die in war.
The life that was just alive just now, in the blink of an eye, fell into my arms. I watched his body temperature slip away from my fingertips, but I could do nothing.
It is understandable that their attitude towards the war has changed.
We have no way of knowing what attitude anyone has towards this war.
So do you and me.”
When saying this, there was a hint of loneliness in Dongmu's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination.
Yang Yu echoed, "That's true, indeed."
In the past, Yang Yu also liked to guess other people's psychology, and he would smugly say what others wanted to say first, so as to shake other people's hearts.
But now, Yang Yu no longer predicts the future, because the probability of being slapped in the face is too high.
He just listed various possibilities for reference, and then prescribe the right medicine when it really happens.
Dongmu spread his hands and said helplessly:
“As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together.
When some people believe that humans and orcs have a blood feud and that the two races are irreconcilable, they often want to inflict tragedy on the entire other race in order to get back what they have lost.
Once others agree with this point of view, they will gradually gather together.
Even if there are some clear-minded people among them, they will be swept up in it and buried by the collective voices.
I don't like despicable means of taking out my anger on unarmed civilians.
If you are a soldier, you should defeat the enemy head-on."
Fists collided, Dongmu stared at Yang Yu for a while, then smiled and continued
"I've said so much, are you going or not? If you don't go, I'll find someone else.
Although those people are extreme, they also belong to our Wansheng country. In the eyes of the outside world, they even represent our Wansheng national army.
They commit atrocities, but it makes us very uncomfortable.”
Yang Yu put his hand on his chin, pondered for a moment, and said:
“We’re halfway through fall now.
The Rose Empire has withdrawn its troops from the border again. I originally planned to prepare for the winter offensive.
Now that General Dongmu has spoken.
I'll just cross the border and bring those guys back."
"Then I'll leave it to you. I'll give you the possible routes of action for those guys now. Try to find them before they cause irreversible consequences."
Dongmu took out a strategic map and marked the speculated route of action on it.
Yang Yu took out a map and recorded everything. The area where that troop was operating was not far from where Yang Yu's troops were.
It would be ironic if they crossed the border thinking, "Anyway, we have General Potato as our backer, and if anything happens, the general will come to rescue us."
"one thing.
If I find them, they will have already attacked the civilians of the Rose Empire.
At that time, should I punish them by military law? "
Dongmu nodded heavily.
"Um.
Our purpose is to prevent our troops from bullying unarmed civilians, stop them before tragedy strikes, and bring them back.
This is the most ideal state.
If tragedy happens, there is no need to cover up for them.
Only by readily admitting your mistakes can you gain the forgiveness of the dragons.
By the way, I have to remind you that although the human troops are avoiding you now, you never know what they will do to you.
When you encounter danger, ensure your own safety first.
Mention the winter offensive.
I am increasingly curious to see how you intend to change the situation.
The regrets of last winter must be made up in this coming winter.”
"Don't forget the memory crystal you promised me."
"I've sent someone to prepare it. I won't forget."
After saying that, Dongmu completely cut off contact.
In the bright tent, Dongmu leaned back with his hands and looked up at the empty tent roof.
After a while, Dongmu finally pulled himself together and sat down next to the crystal ball, sighing deeply.
“What a shame. What a shame.
What a pity.
I originally thought that he could really become our partner.
But there is nothing we can do about it.”
His identity has been confirmed and he is definitely not our partner.
I simply misunderstood.
I really don't understand why he would help us like this.
Dongmu scratched his head, it would be nice if he had the ability to read minds.
After putting away the fishing rod and explaining the situation to the troops, Yang Yu led his troops across the border between the Rose Empire and Wansheng Kingdom and immediately looked for the whereabouts of that troop.
Meanwhile, tragedy has already occurred.
However, tragedy happened to that orc army.
Countless extremely complex magic circles were lined up and gathered from the top, bottom, left and right to form four huge magic circles, which finally gathered together to form a white flower bud.
In this flower bud, a red and active flame was born.
"[Fire Blossom]"
As a soft sound rang out, the flower bud slowly blossomed, and flames gushed out, engulfing the orcs who were attacking the civilians with bared fangs and claws, roasting them into charcoal.
The heat waves rolled, lavender hair floated in the wind, a black blindfold covered the woman's face, only the light red lips could be seen, the puffy purple-gold robe was wrapped tightly around her body with the wind, outlining the shape of the tight leather jumpsuit underneath the robe.
Behind her, countless villagers stood there in a daze, and a little girl snuggled up to an old man, crying.
When the flames died down, the strangely dressed woman sighed and said to the little girl with an apologetic tone:
"I'm sorry that I came too late and failed to protect your father and the soldiers who tried to protect you."
The little girl tried to stop sobbing, wiped her red nose with her hand, and said intermittently:
"No need to apologize, sister.
This is not my sister's fault, it's all the orcs' fault, the orcs are all bad people, it's all because of the orcs, my father and my uncle.
It was my sister who saved us.
Seeing us alive, Daddy"
As she spoke, the little girl couldn't help crying again.
The old man held her in his arms and kept thanking the woman in strange clothes.
The woman smiled, but this smile did not come from the bottom of her heart. It was more like a smile to cope with the situation. After all, she still failed to save everyone. This was due to the guilt in her heart.
Just as the woman was thinking about how to deal with the charred orc corpses, a beautiful piano sound rang out at an inopportune time.
The woman looked in the direction where the piano sound came from, and saw a troubadour with gray hair and a long beard, playing a light melody with his skinny hands.
“La~la~la~
A new heroic epic begins.
Praise your virtues.
Miss, could you please listen to my music again and tell me a heroic story hidden in the darkness
"Again?" The strangely dressed woman was a little surprised and asked, "Sir, have we met before?"
(End of this chapter)