"Now we know. This should be a matter of duty, but now it can make people grateful if they say it out loud. Isn't this the world sick?"

"So, we will abide by your military orders, but we will not die for Wei Xiao out of gratitude as we did more than ten years ago."

"You said that Zhao State may send corrupt Ye Shou, but it may also send corrupt Ye Shou, who is not corrupt. All this is not something we can choose. You are a good Ye Shou, but this is not a reason for us to die for the king."

"We respect your military order, what else do you want?"

"Do you have to let each of us reveal our upper body and shout long live the Great Wei and fight to the death? Is this possible?"

"Those who came forward just now are just grateful for your kindness and think you are very good and I am sorry for you if I don't die. But I want to live. Will Junhou feel ashamed to let me die?"

Ximen Tsubasa listened to these words in the distance and sighed.

The middle-aged man with a broken finger next to him asked with a smile: "In your opinion, they are weaker than before, right?"

Ximen Tsu shook his head and said, "No, they are braver than before. Being able to defend their own interests is the greatest courage, and more than ten years ago they were not as brave as this. They are not cowardly, but more brave."

"When they need to defend what they are willing to defend, the Kyushu is full of warriors."

"It's like love. Love is to love others like you love yourself. You don't even know how to love yourself, so how can you know how to love others?"

"If you don't even know how to defend your own profits, how can you expect them to fight to the death to defend others' profits?"

"How can you expect them to die for others if you don't even have the courage to speak for your own profit?"

"That person is right. This is not their Wei State. This is the Wei State of the Lords and nobles."

"In the meaning of the Mo family, all the people in the Jiuzhou are all the people in the world, and there is no distinction between Qin, Chu, Zhao, Han, Wei and Qi."

"In the past, Ji Wenzi said: If it is not my race, his heart will be different. This race is not my clan. The Ji surname and Mi surname naturally have different hearts. He also said: The same surname and the same heart, the same heart, the same virtue, and the same virtue... In the end, the world is just a dispute between the Zhao family, the Wei family, the Ying family, the Han family, the Tian family, and the Xiong family. Isn't it true that the hearts of the non-my race must be different?"

"If there are many people in the world who have no surnames. What does the dispute between Wei and Zhao have to do with them? Why do they die? Different surnames will have different aspirations. If there are no surnames and other clans, how can they be comrades?"

After saying that, he thought about it, looked at the people who sighed because of this recruitment, took a deep breath and said, "They are like me, as if they were reborn. They might have been pigs and sheep before, but now they want to be humans."

He turned his eyes to the crowd, wanting to continue listening to what his father would say.

The middle-aged man patted Ximen on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, you've seen what I want you to see. You're right, they want to be human now."

After saying that, he got up and walked away, and no longer cared about everything before the city gate.

Ximen Teng stood up, looked at his father for the last time, and then at the last glance of the people who could obey military orders but were unlikely to die for it. He smiled, nodded at whom or nodded at everyone.
Chapter completed!