The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

Wolfgang lowered his head, propped his forehead with both hands, stared at the floor in a daze, and said after a heavy sigh:

"useless."

"No one can change the emperor's mind, no one can do it."

"Even if this is Dylan's suicide note, it still cannot change the situation. During the meeting that day, he had already decided to win the war at all costs."

"The emperor is always like this. Once he decides on something, it cannot be questioned or changed. In fact, when the overseas colony plan was first formulated, there were opponents, but you know, it was still implemented, even though there were still many problems to be solved in the country at that time."

Dingle said coldly:

"This is the problem of our country itself, and it has been fully exposed through this war."

"We are not a country with an army."

"It's an army that owns a country, but that's wrong."

After these words were spoken, Wolfgang's face froze, and he neither denied nor objected.

"Changes have to be made before this war completely destroys the country."

"We have to save ourselves!" Dinggel said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Wolfgang trembled all over and said nervously: "Are you going to give Dylan's letter to the emperor? No, you can't do this."

"The emperor is in a bad mood right now... He is very suspicious. He will not tolerate anyone opposing him at this time. No matter who it is, Dylan is dead, but you are different. This will involve many people."

"Our family, and those..." When he said this, Wolfgang's breathing became rapid.

Dinger said with a cold expression, "If we don't do this, we will just watch the country perish. The army has suffered heavy casualties, millions of people have died in this war, and countless more have been affected."

"Bad news is spreading every day. People in every city are living in panic. A wave of refugees will soon sweep across the country. The longer the war lasts, the more people will die from the impact of the war."

“We cannot ignore these impending tragedies, nor can we sit back and wait for our country to become a living hell.”

"Only by changing the emperor's mind and compromising with the Yan people, or even surrendering... can we have a chance to change the status quo."

Wolfgang shook his head repeatedly, his face pale as he said:

"It can't be changed. Didn't you see that the Storm Special Forces have taken over the security of Salivia? Even the Royal Castle is full of Bowerman's people."

"Do you think they are just maintaining law and order? No, they are more about controlling us to prevent the birth and spread of negative ideas and affect more people."

After listening to this, Dinger said coldly:

"They already need to control their own people, can't you see that? The emperor has realized his mistakes, but he is unwilling to admit it, so he needs to control speech!"

"We shouldn't have invaded Yan Country in the first place, which led to today's crisis!"

Hearing this, Wolfgang raised his eyebrows, and a surge of anger rose in his heart. He couldn't help but stare at Dinger and shouted:

"Watch your words! What's the difference between what you're saying now and what those Kosovo rebels are saying?!"

Dinger's face suddenly turned red, and he growled:

"But this is the truth!"

"Only fools with empty heads know nothing, and there are a few fools in the army, but you dare not say it, or are unwilling to admit it, pretending to understand nothing, and making mistakes again and again on the wrong path!"

Wolfgang was furious and interrupted, "I won't allow you to slander..."

Dingle did not stop talking, but continued to roar angrily:

"You can pretend not to understand the facts, but you can't pretend not to see them!"

"Those who died in this war died because of a wrong decision. They could have saved their lives. They should have lived in a peaceful country!"

Wolfgang was so angry that his chest rose and fell violently. His face was livid and he said in a low voice: "As a soldier, dying on the battlefield is their destiny. In the wars of the empire over the years, countless people have died for the country. They are all glorious! If you say so, then those ancestors back then..."

At this point, Dinger grabbed Wolfgang by the collar and said angrily:

"The past is the past, and the present is the present!"

"Don't confuse the concepts. Today's war is completely different from the Patriotic War twelve years ago!"

"Listen carefully! This is an aggressive war that was initiated by us!"

Wolfgang's face was frozen. He was grabbed by the collar and didn't know how to refute at this moment.

"If it hadn't been for this beginning, I believe the Yan people would never have suddenly come to our country, and our people would not have suffered this disaster. But now, tens of millions of people have been displaced, they have been forced to leave their hometowns, they are fleeing everywhere, and a war has brought us back to the past!"

"Did our ancestors make those sacrifices in order to make the next generation perish in the war? No! That's not the case!"

"At the beginning, war was our only way to seek the future, because we could no longer survive, so we could only choose violent struggle! The purpose of the struggle was to pursue a stable and peaceful future! To build a happy country, so our ancestors fought bravely and became the heroes we remember today!"

“But since when did war cease to be a means and become an end?”

Dingle's questioning left Wolfgang speechless. His whole body stiffened, and his face, which had just turned blue with anger, was now pale.

But Dinger loosened his hand, his anger gradually subsided, and deep sorrow swept over his heart. He shook his head with blank eyes and muttered to himself:

"I always say I will remember the heroes, I always say I will inherit their will, I always shout that I want to be a proud and brave Goth, and I don't care even if I die on the battlefield."

"The passionate young men of the empire rushed to the battlefields one after another, and then their bodies were gone, leaving only their crying mothers at home."

"But the heroes fought for peace and happiness, but we only know their bravery and fearlessness on the battlefield, but forget why they went to the battlefield."

“Who is influencing our thoughts?”

At this point, Dingle walked to the window, pulled aside the curtains, and suddenly pushed open the window. The whistling cold wind immediately made the room whistle, and Wolfgang shrank unconsciously.

"We took the initiative to distance ourselves from the goddess Saint Marlene, so she no longer protects us."

"We chose it, so it brings us endless wars." Dinggel said in a trance, pointing a hand at the window.

Outside the window, a slanted black flag was fluttering in the wind. The deep red imperial eagle pattern on the flag seemed to come alive, flapping its wings in the night, and the sound of the wind became its sharp whistle.