"Yes, the barbarians' attitude seems clear now."
"But... what about later?"
Without the slightest hesitation, Wu Li immediately said:
"In the past, General Qin's Chiyan Army was invincible and no one could defeat them. It was the strongest army of the previous dynasty."
"But such a large army was not defeated by the enemy, but by the suspicious Jin Fengluan."
Qin Ze was taken aback, but his furrowed brows immediately relaxed.
Wu Li continued, "Today's barbarians are no match for the former Crimson Flame Army; they are not even worth mentioning."
"But Your Majesty's concerns are somewhat plausible. Does Your Majesty also prefer to kill the innocent rather than let the guilty go free?"
After saying this last sentence, Wu Li was drenched in sweat. He bowed his head and didn't dare to look up again.
But his lowered gaze fell upon the person walking towards him.
Qin Ze looked at the anxious old man and sighed:
"You are very honest. Although you are not young, your mind is very clear."
"With someone like you among the barbarians, why would they have even considered sending troops in the first place?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Li raised his face, which was covered in sweat.
Qin Ze continued, "In the battle of Yanluo Mountain, I deployed a large force to deal with the troops sent by Jin Fengluan."
"Your barbarian tribe has come with a large army, which has indeed taken me by surprise."
Before Wu Kui led his army in, he sent a general to scout ahead. That man was named Shan Yi.
“At that time I told him that peace is hard-won and should be cherished. I told him that the barbarians should not interfere in the war I was going to fight. Then I let him go back and asked him to pass on my words to Wu Kui.”
Unfortunately, they didn't listen and still came in.
Upon hearing this, Wu Li felt as if his heart had been gripped by a hand, and a wave of intense grief washed over him. He could barely stand and could only grip his cane tightly.
"I don't need to say what happened next; everyone knows."
"However, Shan Yi eventually committed suicide, and on his deathbed, he said the same words you just said today."
At this point, the white-haired old man knelt down with a thud, his body trembling violently.
Qin Ze crouched down and placed a hand on his shoulder. Wu Li looked up at his pained, regretful, sad, and helpless face, and Qin Ze sighed again:
"It's a bit of a pity."
"I'm serious."
Tears that had been welling up burst forth, and Wu Li collapsed to the ground, unable to control himself any longer, and cried out in grief.
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