Him and their stars.

Chapter 1943: Bad News from Everywhere

Yu Lian looked him up and down, looking him straight in the eyes. The shiny black round eyes were covered with scales, but they still couldn't hide his frankness and sincerity.

There are more and more young people who have made progress recently, and they are basically influenced by me. Who dares to say that I have not done a great job? Even if I take a step back, no matter how I will end up in the future, I will definitely be named "XX Pioneer" in the history textbooks of future generations. Things have already come to this, so what does it matter if I make progress or not?

When he thought of this, Yu Lian’s vanity began to bubble up.

He nodded in approval, showing the value of a pioneer: "Very good, you have indeed read the book. Very good, you also do understand that you are a leader and are moving towards your goal."

The young volunteer showed a look of emotion. He had always regarded Yu Lian as a mentor and pioneer worthy of following, and was grateful for Yu Lian's affirmation and praise.

Yu Lian added: "But I am worried that you have only read books."

Peleliu's eyes flashed with shame, and he lowered his head slightly. In the gaps between the scales on his side face, a few light golden spots could be vaguely seen, which were clearly the remnants of the larval characteristics of this amphibian species.

Until this time, he behaved like a young man who had just reached adulthood. However, he was indeed a warrior who had experienced many battles.

"As long as ordinary rebel soldiers have the courage and fighting spirit to face death, they can be proud of themselves. But if you are a leader with a clear goal, you should understand the importance of life. Are you optimistic about the situation of your uprising and are you about to achieve complete victory, or have you reached the end of your rope?"

The leader of the Franmore rebels was speechless.

"If not, why would you, the leader of the Franmore Liberation Front, personally carry out a mission that would entail certain death?"

Peleliu lowered his head, revealing a guilty look: "I'm sorry, Grand Commander, I disappoint you."

He still called Yu Lian by the name he had used during the War God Festival.

Yu Lian shook his head, his voice still cold: "It doesn't matter whether I am disappointed or not. I am not from the Franmoor, let alone the Empire. Your uprising has nothing to do with me. However, the only people you cannot let down are the rebel soldiers and people who trust you and follow you. You just can't let them down."

A trace of sadness flashed across the face of the rebel leader: "But, I have already disappointed them."

Yu Lian waited for the other party's answer.

"The Battle of Dantie City... Although I was not the main instigator, when Danhuer's Baisha brother wanted to launch this battle, I was ultimately unable to persuade him, and I even sent out a large number of artillery units. And you should know the final result now, right?" Peleliu's face flashed with grief.

After a brief hesitation, he continued, "Only one out of ten of the Liberation Front's artillery units survived, and the dead also included Hu Feng."

Of course Yu Lian still remembered this young man. Although he did not have a deep impression of him, he was one of the core members of the War God Festival joint team and was Peleliu's right-hand man.

“Even students from the International Students Association have died or are missing.”

This is Andro Motta.

However, as far as Yu Lian knew, in addition to him, a considerable number of international students also participated in the rebel army's actions, and these people were by no means just international students from Earth.

There are those from Minlan, Mazarin, Redola, and of course, those from the Alliance.

Passionate students always have a pure heart and are easily attracted to left-wing progressive movements.

However, most people will regard participating in this progressive struggle as a romantic and passionate youth party and will be scared away by the blood. Only a very few people will go through the test of blood and fire and reshape their values.

"Do you think this is your responsibility?" Yu Lian looked straight at the other person.

Peleliu nodded with a heavy face, and a feeling of self-loathing that "I am a sinner" was revealed in every gap between his scales.

"So, you chose to exile yourself?" Yu Lian stared at the other party, feeling a little disappointed.

If this is true, then this young man is really a loser. Then, his obscurity in his previous life was not because he was buried, but purely a matter of character and will.

The reason why he could become the leader of Franmore's rebel army in this timeline is probably that he is like a pig that can fly when the wind is blowing.

Compared to his brother who was able to become a Privy Councilor step by step as a non-human race during the era of Queen Brunhilde, he is indeed far away.

Yu Lian wanted to say something, but saw Peleliu shaking his head and said: "I was exiled by my comrades. Grand Commander, I am no longer a member of the Franmore Liberation Front. My nature now is very close to that of a pirate." This was indeed something Yu Lian had not expected, and he immediately felt a little sympathy.

"Betrayal always happens when necessary!"

Peleliu Hewen had a trace of shame on his face, but he still said frankly: "I really can't say this is a betrayal. This word is too dark. Everyone held me accountable through the organizational system, and then I took the initiative to resign."

"The organizational procedures of your Fujie formation are quite formal." Yu Lian raised his eyebrows.

"This... Hey, I learned this from you. The more disciplined a team is, the more effective it is in combat, and discipline must be based on a sound organizational system."

"Our various rebel armies suffered heavy losses in the Battle of Dantie City, and someone must be held responsible. Moreover, to be honest, most of the rebels did not have firm determination. Some of the organization's cadres were already celebrities in the clan before the uprising, and were even old nobles. They hate you and Mr. Qi's "Original" more than the imperial government."

Yu Lian said that he was still very proud. The more the decadent old nobles hated him, the more he felt like he was drinking fine wine and was intoxicated without realizing it.

"Some people just wanted to make a lot of noise, eat big chunks of meat and drink big bowls of wine, kill a few nobles, and then die happily. They were already the most motivated group in this uprising. A considerable number of people were recruited for murder and arson from the beginning. In addition, some people felt that all the suffering they had endured was not the fault of the empire, nor the emperor, but the fault of corrupt officials and local nobles. As long as the emperor heard our voices, he would definitely make a fair judgment. These people still call Emperor Elisir by his honorific title."

Yu Lian laughed sarcastically: "So they only fight against corrupt officials, not the emperor, right?"

Peleliu nodded expressionlessly.

"Well, let me guess. Most of these people are highly educated, intellectuals, former imperial bureaucrats, and even citizens and minor nobles. Is that right?"

Peleliu nodded in amazement: "Yes, yes, hey, how did you guess it?"

"Traditional art. Knowing too much about history will make you suddenly realize that this world is full of tragedies and you can't escape from it." Yu Lian shrugged.

He nodded slightly, and said slowly in a tone as if he was stating an objective fact: "Yes, it doesn't even need to be the emperor. Even if any dragon king came to recruit us, our rebel army would have to disband. Fortunately, up to now, we have only been a small gang fighting in the outer ring star region of the empire. After all, the dragon kings look down on us."

It's hard to say. Yu Lian thought, if nothing else, the orange cat must be very sober.

"But most of our comrades feel that we have already won a lot of victories and proved our ability and value. Even if we cannot win the favor of the Dragon King, being recruited by the star district government and eating the emperor's food is considered to have achieved our goal."

Sounds like a complete process?

Sure enough, this kind of thing is not surprising in any era or any race! But because of this, he couldn't help but express his sincere sympathy to Brother Peleliu Riverman.

"A stubborn protester like me is really incompatible with mainstream thinking. In addition, the defeat of Dantie City gave everyone a reason to make trouble. I know that they are not blaming me for my failure, but because I have rejected the amnesty of the star district government several times, and because I converted the manor of Viscount Retik that I captured into a hospital." said Peleliu.

Well, this development is becoming more and more familiar.

"You are the founder of the Unbreakable Array, are you so willing to accept this?" Yu Lian said with a smile.

"If I really stay, there will be a fight in a few months, right? It will be a joke for the imperial devils." Although he still looked regretful, his mood seemed stable:
"Since most people think that I am no longer fit to lead the Liberation Front, it is best for me to leave."

Yu Lian felt that he was almost blinded by the idealism of the "disciples". To be fair, if this happened to the Pioneer Party or the Lionheart Society, could he accept it as calmly as he did?
He decided to stop thinking in this direction. Some things, as long as you don't think about them in this way, won't happen.

"Besides, I'm a little scared. The Sumi Freedom Army next to us has also been split since Brother Hong Lan died in battle. His subordinates even turned against their own comrades. I don't want to see the day when the Fujie Array will end."

"Really? Hong Lan also died in the battle!" Yu Lian was slightly moved.

This Hong Lan was one of the founders of the Sumi Freedom Army, a comrade-in-arms at the War God Festival, and a classmate of Captain Yu Lian’s class on the traditional artillery making method.

In Yu Lian's memory, he was a taciturn but steady Sumi warrior. He was not good at speaking, nor was he a stunning genius, but he studied very hard. He didn't look like someone who came to participate in the God of War Festival, but more like a senior high school student.

He is not the first leader of the Sumi Freedom Army, but he is the organization's top expert and top military expert, and he is still very prestigious among ordinary soldiers.

Such people can act as internal glue.

A thriving organization often starts to go downhill or even collapse suddenly due to the departure of important people. This has been proven many times in history.