Zeng Guangzhao told Gu Lanjun, "They didn't die for loyalty to the army, but were betrayed by the commander they trusted, and died in despair!"
Zeng Guangzhao shouted the last sentence out of control, his eyes filled with tears.
Those who did not experience that brutal war do not know that the enemy's shells, like meteors, crashed into the trenches, blowing away pieces of flesh and blood.
The soil was mixed with blood, and the smell of earth was mixed with the smell of blood. There was no soil underfoot anymore, only severed limbs and broken pieces.
The soldiers' hands were covered in frostbite and sores, and the messenger's voice was hoarse from shouting, but no rescue came.
The fighting ceased at midnight, and everyone's eyes were fixed on their hometown.
In the distance, whether it was firecrackers or bombs, a loud bang illuminated the grime-covered faces in the trenches, each one bearing a numb, resigned expression of certain death.
In their despair, they never imagined that the one who would abandon them was the highest-ranking general in the army.
Before setting out, Zeng Guangzhao personally went to the barracks and selected the two best regiments from his Fifth Division.
They were confident of a victory, but nearly suffered total annihilation.
Dying on the battlefield is an honor, but behind this war lies a ruthless political game.
Zeng Guangzhao had to seek justice for his brothers who had died unjustly, and he couldn't leave at this time.
Gu Lanjun also understood what was behind that war, but at this time, discussing it was meaningless.
"Guangzhao, please come with me for my sake."
"Didn't you say you didn't like fighting? Let's move to another place and start a new life, forgetting everything here?"
Zeng Guangzhao didn't notice her urgency. He bent down and kissed her forehead.
"You go first, I'll take care of things here and then come find you."
Gu Lanjun watched him turn away, her heart filled with turmoil.
I always felt that if they separated at this moment, they would never be able to go back to how they were before when they met again.
In a panic, she blurted out, "What do those people have to do with you? They're dead, so what? What good will it do you to go back?"
Zeng Guangzhao stopped in his tracks. He turned around, looked at her in disbelief, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What did you say?"
Gu Lanjun only wanted him to go with her, and her former pride in her composure vanished.
She walked up to Zeng Guangzhao and swallowed hard.
Gu Lanjun forced a smile through her tears.
“Mitsuaki, even if my father did something wrong, he is still my father. You can blame him, but you can’t hurt him.”
"You should have told him from the beginning that you shouldn't get entangled with Shi Fang, and he wouldn't be like this now."
What does that mean?
Zeng Guangzhao gripped Gu Lanjun's wrist tightly and demanded sharply, "When did I ever have any entanglement with Shi Fang?!"
Gu Lanjun's hand hurt a little from his grip.
The people seeing them off urged them urgently from a short distance away: "It's time, hurry up and leave, or you won't be able to leave."
Zeng Guangzhao raised his head and glared at him fiercely: "Shut up!"
He wanted Gu Lanjun to give him an answer.
The words have already been spoken, and there's no going back.
Gu Lanjun raised her eyes, stared into Zeng Guangzhao's eyes, and revealed all the truth behind the war in one go.
"You don't know, Father. Shi Fang has offered you opportunities several times, wanting you to be his deputy commander and even betrothing his beautiful second daughter to you!"
This did happen, but Zeng Guangzhao explicitly refused when he first tried to persuade Zeng.
Zeng Guangzhao had no interest in what kind of deputy commander he was, or his socialite second daughter.
"I didn't agree..."
Zeng Guangzhao was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly noticed the expression on Gu Lanjun's face—a mixture of suspicion, mockery, and distrust.
Zeng Guangzhao: "..."
What was he fighting so fiercely on the battlefield for?
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