"Let me tell you what the end of this civil war will be! Student."

Conelis said in a deep voice:

"The best outcome is that the Western Front eliminates the Hongchuan rebels and takes all the Northern Paratus; the Southern Front defeats the Xinkendi Rebel Party and recovers the Southern Paratus; then, we integrate Paratu's resources, rush to advance eastward, and make Venetta bow down; "In this way, we can unify the government and decree, completely end the status quo of the republics, fight each other, and fight endlessly, and save the alliance from the abyss of self-destruction.

"Then we will promote reconciliation, heal trauma, eliminate hatred, and unite all parties-that is no easier than military conquest. It is no exaggeration to say that fighting for the soul is ten times more difficult than eliminating the body.

“But we have to do it, because only in this way can the alliance truly become a country.

"For only in this way can the Alliance survive the war that the Empire will surely impose on her.

"Because only in this way can there be a possibility that the pseudo-emperor dared not look south from the beginning.

"On that time, we are qualified to say that we have fulfilled the ambitions of our ancestors; "On that time, we are qualified to say that we have fulfilled the promises of the Charter of the Union; "On that time, we are qualified to say that the Senes Union is a country of all Senes."

"Long live the league, glory lasts forever." Jansen Connellis's eyes were bright: "This is the best ending we can expect."

Flitz listened expressionlessly.

Connelis dismissed and continued: "And the next best outcome we can expect is that the Southern Front was wiped out, and the Western Front failed to achieve its strategic goals, and even lost its troops.

"Then Venetta will first annex the South Paratu, take the opportunity to take the North Paratu, integrate the resources of the entire territory of Paratu, and then destroy us - the Union Republic, the Unification Alliance."

"Is this the next best ending?" Flitz laughed dryly.

"Why not?" Conelis raised his eyebrows and pointed at the tip of his nose: "I, you, UNO, Veneta... Whether we or them in the ending doesn't matter.

"The only important thing is that the alliance must be truly unified, otherwise she will never be able to get rid of internal friction! She will be unable to withstand the invasion of the empire! She will be divided and disintegrated by the enemy and defeated them one by one!"

"If you were giving this speech in the square," Flitz commented calmly: "You would be considered as alarmist and worrying."

"Then let me tell you, students, those who think I am an alarmist and worry about nothing are the blindest, most ignorant, and most frog in the well!"

Conelis raised his arms, pointed to the other end of the office, and put a cabinet full of file boxes, and said with a grim look:

"Because they don't understand at all, how powerful our enemies have and how firmly determined ours are!

"They are still living in the victory of the last war, but the last time we were able to win was because the enemy made a mistake.

"I have studied the Empire for a full sixteen years. When the next war comes, I can't find any possibility that Henry Lieyang will repeat the mistakes of the Crazy Emperor."

Flitz turned around and glanced at the huge file box that was only two squares short of three walls.

Although by nature, he would not easily believe any conclusions before investigating them personally.

But at this moment, his intuition was telling him that what the former Minister said was true.

"So, I'll tell you what the bad ending is." Conelis took a deep breath and regained his majesty and solemnity in his daily life:

"The bad ending is that the Southern Front lost without surprise, the Western Front won without surprise, Veneta annexed South Paratu, and the United Provinces annexed North Paratu, no one could gain an absolute advantage over the other side. The two sides then exhausted their strength in a long tug-of-war, and then the empire took advantage of the opportunity, and the Senas Alliance was destroyed."

Flitz's heart skipped a beat.

"That's right." Conelis sneered: "This is what Henry Lieyang wants to see the script the most, and this is why, even though the Paratu Civil War had already won and lost, the alliance's full-scale civil war was about to come, but there was no movement to prepare for the whole army in the north - except for the massive expansion of the navy.

"Henry Lieyang even deliberately cleaned up the Southern Army at this critical moment and helped us to remove the biggest stumbling block to the Civil War."

Flitz's level officers had limited understanding of things outside the alliance: "You mean that as long as the battle starts here, the reconstruction of the Southern General Army will immediately increase the agenda?"

"Put it on the agenda?" Conelis's throat sneered at the ignorant: "The cleaning of the Southern General Army has stopped. The reconstruction of the Southern General Army has been on the agenda from the beginning, and it is just a hidden and insignificant way to advance.

"This is exactly what Henry Lieyang always did. This is the case with the Great Northern War, the Saracen War, and the war to suppress the Bomians... Only when his hammer smashes your head will you realize that he has been watching you all the time."

"What's ridiculous is." Conelis didn't even realize that he was talking more and more, and said painfully: "I don't know how many people around us are complacent with the victory from thirty years ago. He laughed at Henry Lieyang for saying "The Swearing Person" and thought how brave he was, and he had a dream of winning the north again every day..."

"That's why you said, 'The Alliance cannot lose the Kings Castle'? Otherwise, the 'bad ending' is our destined destiny?" Flitz asked softly: "But with the combat power of the Southern Front, how can we defend the Kings Castle?"

Conelis, who was interrupted by a long speech, was stunned for a moment, stared at the former student for a while, shook his head disappointed and helplessly.

"You still only see the first floor, the student." Kaniris said coldly: "Think more - think more. If you can see this, I can see this, then the immortals in the military can see this. Then why do they still have to run towards this 'bad ending'."

Flitz really couldn't think of why the military headquarters wanted to commit suicide collectively.

Finally, he lowered his head and decided to accept his taught identity: "Student is stupid, please give me advice."

There was no look of pride or arrogant on Conelis' face. He just said plainly: "What I told you just now is just a bad ending. After the bad ending... there is another worst ending."

"Please give me some advice."

Conelis looked straight into the student's eyes:

"The worst outcome is that the Southern Front loses South Paratu without accident, and the Western Front wins North Paratu without accident. Venetta and the United Provinces are bounded by rivers, confronting north and south, and never moving forward."

Conelis's eyes were as deep as a cave:

"And, students, I can tell you that this worst ending is the most likely and most operational ending at the moment.

"As long as the Western Front takes all the Northern Paratus, the Southern Front loses the royal forts, the old people in the military will immediately push the United Provinces and Veneta to cool down, truce, and peace talks.

“You know what’s the scariest place?

"The most terrifying thing is that the Venettas will eventually sign the armistice agreement.

"The most terrible thing is that if there is a ceasefire, the civil war will be limited to Paratu. There is no head-on collision between Veneta and the United Provinces, and the two narrow mountains will complete the "cost-performance" internal integration under the premise of minimal loss.

"In this case, Henry Lieyang will face a two-story, but each complete, two narrow mountains and lands.

"I can tell you now that the student, Henry Lieyang will never take action rashly. Because it seems that the Senas League was split into two, but if the "North Senas" is in danger, the "North Senas" will never sit idly by.

"So, he will change his strategy and change his focus from military conquest to diplomatic means - do you think Henry Lieyang's military level is already very high, right? I can tell you, student, Henry Lieyang's diplomatic skills are even more skillful than his military level.

"He will provoke the opposition between the two places and the south, intensify the conflict between the two sides, and wait until the gap between the two sides deepens, until the conflict between the two sides cannot be resolved, and when the people of both sides begin to hate each other.

“Then, Henry Lieyang will take action—he will always only take action at the most appropriate time.

"He will pull one side and hit another side. It may even be that he doesn't need to 'pull' at all, but one of them will surrender to him, crawl at his feet, kiss his boots, crying and asking the great emperor to lend a helping hand..."

Conelis was eloquent and talked endlessly.

Flitz felt a chill from his tail bones up his spine, spreading in his chest. The more he listened to the previous minister's talk, the stronger the chill became, the deeper the bone marrow, making him breathless and his soul tremble-not because of how desperate the previous minister described, but because Flitz realized that it was indeed the most likely ending.

Conelis suddenly slammed hard and woke Flitz up from his loss of consciousness.

"Above." Conelis looked at the former student who had a layer of fine beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead: "None of them is the reason why I said the ending was 'worst'."

Flitz developed a strong sense of powerlessness: "Is there any worse reason?"

"Yes. Because war never follows one side's plan. No matter how Henry Lieyang plans, there will definitely be people of insight among us who are interested in fighting back."

After saying that, Conelis pointed to himself, "For example, I," and pointed at Flitz, "You may be there."

Connelis's eyes were firm: "It is unknown who will kill him."

"That……"

"I say this ending is 'worst' because, if this day really comes, no matter whether Henry Lieyang's ambitions are realized or bankrupt..."

Conelis sighed a long sigh, looking extremely lonely and sad:

"The people on this land will never have any connections.

"The legacy of Marshal Ned Smith, and countless heroes who died bloodily in the sovereign war, and even their names cannot be left behind, will completely die."

Flitz felt a string in his heart being broken.

Conelis was silent for a long time, suddenly laughed loudly and said:

"So, the alliance cannot lose the Kings Castle! If the alliance loses the Kings Castle, the worst outcome will inevitably come.

"So even though we know that the Southern Front is abandoned, even if we know that the old people want to exhaust us, we must go to the Kings Castle.

"So no matter what price you pay or what means you use, we must guard the king's castles.

"We must not only defend, but also maintain momentum, maintain status, and value that cannot be given up.

"We must be known to the United Republic, and the Army Headquarters must support us, and the Western Front must continue to fight in South Paratu after the purge of North Paratu."

Flitz also regained his energy and nodded.

"So." Conelis poured his body towards the former student and asked, "Does that young officer - the young officer with a reputation and the passionate young officer, do he want to bury himself in the war history? Or do he want to shine and heat up the motherland again?"

Flitz pondered for a moment, sorted out his words, and answered seriously:

“In fact, General, I do not fully agree with your idea of ​​“integrating the country in the civil war”. At least so far, you have not convinced me, and I still think that if you abandon the path of civil war from the beginning, you can find a way to integrate the country without bleeding.

"Today's inevitable civil war is not only the result, but also the cause. Today's inevitable civil war is the reason why someone made up his mind to unify the alliance through civil war and continue to advance to it."

When Conelis heard this, he snorted contemptuously. He disdained to speak again, turned his back and waved his hand, indicating that the other party could leave.

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Cornelis heard the former student's deafening oath:

“However, I agree, I agree with your definition of ‘worst ending’.

"Before today, what I did was to free the land in front of the mountain from endless preparations, which was the source of pain for countless poor people in front of the mountain. Compared with the pain itself, the most desperate thing is that there is no end to see.

"So I only pray for change, I am willing to act as a tool, even if it is broken, even if it is ruined, even if it is forever fallen into the fire. This is the direction I have never wavered before. Before today, what I did is for this.

“And from now on, I will also see preventing the league from going to the worst ending as my direction, and I will defend the legacy of Marshal Ned Smith and all the heroes who died in the sovereign war – until the last moment of my life.

Flitz of Nice's eyes shining and his words were loud and loud: "So I will go, go to Paratu, go to the Southern Front, as long as I can go in that direction-I will go anywhere, whether it is hell or heaven."

Conelis looked at the former students for a long time and suddenly laughed: "It's a pity that I didn't discover you earlier! The old marshal praised me for being able to recognize people with wise eyes, but in fact, I was ashamed... But you are not the first person I missed, haha, not long ago, I realized that I missed something even more amazing..."

Flitz was stunned for a moment, and for the first time he found that Jansen Connelis, who was so serious, irritable and irritable, had a nagging side.

"Oh, it doesn't matter, anyway..." Conelis stood up and solemnly extended his hand to his companion and student in front of him: "Welcome to join."

Flitz also immediately stood up and held the hand of his companion and instructor: "What you said is 'broken'...will it be?"

"Or what else can it be?" Conelis smiled: "It's that."

Flitz felt aroused and organized the language carefully: "Sir, in fact, I still have two questions..."

"Call me teacher." Connelis waved easily: "Although I stopped attending classes when you entered school, you are still my student. If you have any questions, just ask."

Flitz bowed, then frowned and asked, "First of all, I don't understand why you said Winters Montagne was the biggest enemy of the Southern Front?"

"Why?" Conelis laughed in silence, then slowly put away his smile, as if he realized something very serious.

He pondered for a moment and said heavily: "Because he is."
Chapter completed!