Chapter 1295 - 319: Bad News (Part 2)

Chapter 1295: Chapter 319: Bad News (Part 2)

Instead of deploying the main force, only sending small cavalry to harass and infiltrate is not a reflection of grand strategic thinking; it’s simply to disgust you.

Of course, the Yan Army is not idle; before attacking the city, compressing the space for the Chu people’s activities is the first step, just as Liang Cheng mentioned yesterday, ideally cutting the Chu people down to just Town South Pass.

"The deceased was a leader of the county labor brigade, and his son is in the auxiliary camp."

"Oh."

Lord Zheng waved his hand, and the armored soldier immediately retreated.

Then, Lord Zheng spoke: "Blind man, do you know, when I heard about this, I felt nothing at all."

The blind man spoke: "In war, people are bound to die. My lord has experienced it many times and seen it often, so it’s naturally like this."

Lord Zheng shook his head, and said: "No, it shouldn’t be like this. What I mean is, back then, I was also one of the laborers."

The blind man paused, was the lord reminiscing about his youthful days?

Lord Zheng took a breath and said:

"Back then, Li Qian used two thousand laborers as bait to lure out the Shatuo tribe and then annihilate them, and I have always remembered."

"My lord feels that his current mindset has unconsciously aligned with that of the lady, and this actually should have happened sooner or later.

Like now, if sacrificing ten thousand laborers could consume a major force of the Chu army, it seems worthwhile, and most likely, it would be done just like that.

My lord, there’s no need to feel guilty."

"It’s not guilt, I have always said Li Qian’s actions made me deeply understand this world, the first lesson on cognition for me in this world.

I’ve never hated her, never. I dislike her because she is a madwoman, a madwoman with a background. I myself can be mad, but I don’t like interacting with someone as mad as me.

But I have never criticized her choices and actions from back then, because even at that time we were just ordinary citizens running a small restaurant in Hutou City, but my position somehow placed me in the ruling class.

I can actually understand her...

Do you think I’m sick?"

"My lord, it’s human nature."

"Are you giving me a reason for self-comfort?"

"Then, my lord, what do you want?"

"I simply feel that my current inner peace is inappropriate."

"A general must have a heart of stone."

"It should be classified in detail. For example, I used to be a laborer, and now seeing laborers die, I can still remain indifferent, which isn’t right. I used to often hear a phrase that always seemed perfunctory: going deep into the masses, integrating with them, but now reflecting on it, there’s actually deep meaning in it.

I come from the laborers, yet I’ve completely forgotten my roots."

"This..."

The blind man, skilled at analyzing human nature, found himself unable to keep up with my lord’s pace.

In the end, the blind man could only attribute it to my lord possibly having eaten too well and too much for breakfast.

"Becoming cold and indifferent seems not so meaningful, doesn’t it?"

"But the cold and indifferent lord is precisely the lord we hope for, the ideal type."

"Tsk, but I haven’t played enough. If life is a new beginning, even if it’s a game, since luck has granted the chance to restart, I must wholeheartedly dive in and play.

The scenery I didn’t have time to see in the past life, in this life, I must see more and experience more."

The blind man was already a bit overwhelmed; he finally understood, this was pretentiousness, a pretentious feeling born of a too-full breakfast!

Actually,

The blind man was right.

At present, with nothing to do and the military meeting still hours away, when people have free time, they start to seek ’melancholy’ and explore ’sensitivity.’

"There’s no reason for you all to start becoming more empathetic, living more multidimensionally, while I have to gradually move from multidimensional to flat. It’s not fair."

"Yes, my lord, this is indeed unfair," the blind man perfunctorily responded.

"I want to embrace life more warmly."

"Yes, my lord, after all, life is indeed wonderful," the blind man continued to respond perfunctorily.

Lord Zheng tapped his head and said:

"Ah, actually, someone has died, and yet I’m here rambling on, isn’t that another form of indifference?"

The blind man closed his eyes and said:

"Laborers go out to cut wood to meet the needs of the military camp, which is the duty of the laborers, just like soldiers dying on the battlefield is a perfectly normal outcome.

My lord could comfort them, boost their morale, redirect their sadness and grief towards the Chu, especially since it was the Chu who killed them."

Lord Zheng shook his head: "But today, I don’t want to do that."

"May my lord instruct further."

"You’re being too considerate."

"My lord, saying this makes it sound too formal."

"Do you want to hit me now?"

The blind man remained silent.

"Do I seem like I deserve a beating right now?"

The blind man nodded.

"Hmm, and you’re a blind man."

"I can smell it, my lord."

"Haha."

Lord Zheng shook his head and asked: "You mentioned you interrogated a Chu cavalry scout this morning?"

"Yes."

"Is he still alive?"

"Being held."

"Have him brought here. Isn’t there a son in the auxiliary camp? Let that son personally kill the Chu soldier. How unbecoming to cry like this."