Kim Jeong-hee shook his head and gave a self-deprecating smile: "I went to the battlefield when I was a teenager. I don't know how many battles I fought in my life. I watched our family grow step by step and saw our family flourish."
"Even I, your father, crave fame. In the past, I wanted to outdo Qin Haotian. I even considered leading troops to Jinling to defeat the rebels, kill his son, and create a legendary tale to make my reputation last longer."
"But alas, things have come to this day."
He sighed heavily, a look of dejection appearing on his face.
"The court can no longer give me any reputation, and as your father, I am utterly disappointed in them."
At this point, Jin Zhou's expression changed, astonished that his father would say such a thing. He immediately said, "Father, how could you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Jin Tan waved his hand, signaling him not to say anything more. Jin Zhou moved his lips, but ultimately swallowed his words.
Jin Tan lowered his eyes and sighed helplessly in his heart.
He knew why his father was disappointed.
He spent his life in the military, only taking off his armor in his old age. In those decades, he had shed enough blood and sweat, and he had a strong sense of identification and responsibility for the great cause.
My father had previously been furious about the foreigners, criticizing us for cooperating with them in that way, but his voice of opposition was ultimately too weak.
How many people in the court will actually listen? As the three most powerful figures in the court, His Majesty and the two princes have already made their decisions.
The disheartened father could only accept it in silence, but even today, he still chooses to lead troops into battle, and it is not for His Majesty's sake.
At this moment, Kim Jeong-hee had already shaken off his somber expression. He stood tall on the city wall, gazing into the distance, and said:
Let's not talk about that anymore.
"Now that the rebels have passed Majiabo, they should be able to reach us by the afternoon."
“I said before that if the rebels were to storm into Nanze, many people would die, and our Da Gan would be wiped out and disappear completely.”
"We must make great strides; we can't let it all go to waste in our generation. That would be too disrespectful to our ancestors in the afterlife."
"When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it. My children, this time we'll fight with all our might!"
He clenched his fist tightly and shouted:
"To get this done in big time!"
Jin Tan looked at his father with a resolute gaze, and then said in a loud voice, "Yes!"
Jin Zhou, his face beaming with excitement, roared, "Let's wipe them out completely!"
Amidst the howling wind, Kim Jeong-hee brushed aside a stray strand of white hair from his forehead and nodded with a smile: "Good! You truly are my son!"
"What kind of name is this traitor Yan Kingdom? It's utterly awful! It's nowhere near as catchy as my Great Gan!"
Then, hearty laughter gradually drifted across the city wall. Kim Jeong-hee gazed into the distance, then turned to look at his two sons, and gently patted them on the shoulders.
"This time, my father, sons, and I worked together to protect me and make great strides."
We must defeat them!
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