My name is Ren

Chapter 489 Chapter [-] People tend to become more subjective when facing difficulties, which leads to deepening mistakes

Comparing this thing is an innate thing in human nature.

You dress better than me, and I also want to dress nicely.

You have more money than I do, and I want more money.

You eat well, but I'm hungry!
How does that work?
Many big people often speak high-sounding words when facing some crisis situations, either this or that, all behaviors and all things are not the slightest bit of selfishness, everything is for everyone's well-being, for the peace of the world.

Ryan also said these words, it cannot be denied, nor can it deny the fact that it happened.

But when you say these words, you need to have certain facts as a basis.

You said that you called on everyone to do this for everyone's benefit, but the good thing is that the people who are called on can see the changes and differences that have taken place with their own eyes.Otherwise, it is just cliché and empty talk.

Now you call on everyone to endure the hunger, and it will be fine to get through this period of time first, but you have to come up with some factual evidence to let everyone know why you should be able to survive this period of time, right?Otherwise, who can believe these words spoken with empty teeth, and who can trust them?

Nine out of ten people can hold back the caresses of Pyragos and the delicious food and drink of the imperial army outside the city, but as long as one person can't help it, it will be a matter of time for the other nine to go into the water.

"Made, I can't take it anymore!" A soldier guarding the city took off his helmet and threw it on the ground. The helmet bounced on the ground, leaving two white marks.He leaned against the wall and squatted on the ground, Cai Se's face was full of indescribable irritability, the strong smell of food kept drilling into his nose, and his three-point full stomach began to growl uncontrollably.He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, lowered his head slightly, "Tell me, when can we go home?"

Home is a good place. When a person who is away from home encounters setbacks, he often thinks of home and wants to go home.In people's understanding, home is a place that can shelter from wind and rain.Many times, many people are unable to clearly realize this point, but when he is faced with a difficult situation and shrinks back, he has a clear goal, I want to go home.

The soldiers on the side were holding their sickle guns, smiling wryly as they watched the night banquet held outside the city. The lights were brightly lit, and it was as lively as a festival.There are not many kinds of things on the table, just two or three kinds, mutton, meal buns, and some wheat kernel porridge.But it was these things that made it even more difficult for them, the soldiers who guarded the city in the middle of the night.When there is nothing in my stomach, I feel panic in my heart, and when I panic, I can't keep my post well.

Just like this Pao Ze next to him, if someone from the inspection team finds out, at least he will be punished with ten army sticks.

He chattered and sighed, "Go home? I guess I won't be able to go back!"

The soldier raised his head abruptly, his eyes were extraordinarily bright in the night, and the brightness was a bit scary, "What should I say? Why don't you go back?"

The standing soldier sighed again. He is a veteran, and a veteran means having more experience in war.Experience is something that books and professors cannot understand. It is the accumulation of experience. He replied pointedly: "Do you really think we can go to the imperial capital in one go and overthrow the rule of the Orlando family? "

The squatting soldier was startled and fell into silence.

Before setting off from the territory, the lord told them this, and they themselves once believed that it would be so, but at this moment, after calming down and thinking about it carefully, they will find it ridiculous.With a quarter of the empire's power against the entire empire, how could such a thing happen?Even if the battle loss ratio between them and the imperial army reaches one to two or even one to three, the current strength of the empire is enough to crush them to pieces.

Going to the imperial capital is just a beautiful wish, an impossible dream!

After a while, the squatting soldier opened his mouth and asked in a slightly hoarse and low voice, "So what's the point of such a war?"

The standing veteran shook his head in the night, looking a little lonely, "I don't know, and I don't understand, these things are the affairs of the nobles. We just need to do our job well according to their orders. , as for the others..."

He stopped talking at this point, and if he continued, it would hurt the confidence of others too much, and it would make him even more difficult to let go.

For these low-level soldiers, it doesn't matter whether the nobles win or lose, it doesn't actually benefit their status at all.Soldiers will always be soldiers, and at most they will be promoted to the position of a small captain. These low-level soldiers want to become generals. If there is no excellent opportunity, no big people's favor and appreciation, and no chance to fight for the one in ten thousand possibility, Just never dream of being a member of the privileged class.

After all, people like Losaf are a minority. During his promotion, he almost died on the battlefield several times.It can only be said that his fate is good, and his fate is tough, and he has survived his life, and he has today's status and achievements.

And these soldiers..., who knows what they are called?
"Home..." The squatting soldier picked up his helmet and put it on again, and tightened his trouser belt tighter, with a bitter smile remaining on the corner of his mouth, "Yeah, it's really hard to say whether we can go back or not." Woolen cloth!"

A sense of war weariness has quietly floated among the rebels.It's not that these fighters are all sneaky people, but that they don't have a unified mind when facing difficulties.The chaotic ownership rights and the lords with different ideas contributed to this happening. Even those lords wanted to leave here. Why did the soldiers below work so hard?

An opportunity to leave quietly slipped away, and Pelagos also realized the mistake he had made.In order to compete with Isaac, staying here and not leaving is one of the biggest mistakes.Of course, he can't be completely blamed for this. Isaac showed a strong aggressiveness in another line, and he went down several cities in a row, and his prestige in the blood alliance was getting better day by day.If Pelagos can't catch up, the throne will be in Isaac's pocket once it's done.

In the final analysis, selfish desires are still at work.

I don't want to be inferior to others, everyone is the same great nobleman, the leader of the noble group, and the leader of the blood alliance, why should you be the emperor and I be the minister?
Under this unbalanced mind, Pelagos will inevitably be blinded by some temptations.

If he can join forces with Isaac, with a scale of nearly 20 capable fighters, he can push all the way to the satellite city near the imperial capital, and then the two will start a military competition to compete for the final ownership of the throne. It is safer to divide the troops into two groups than the current situation.Of course, this is just a perfect assumption. If the two big men really join forces, who will be the master and who will be the deputy?
If they are all in charge, then who do the people below listen to?
After all, war is not a political struggle. In a political struggle, everyone can hold together to keep warm. However, in war, especially in such a war where the goal is extremely important, perhaps it is the most correct choice to separate.

Now Pelagos was faced with a very difficult situation to choose, either he was stuck here and couldn't move an inch, or he retreated to Hagrid's gateway, Drur City.If you choose the former, supply is a big problem. Next, if Renn chooses not to attack the city but chooses to cut off their supply line, Xilin City will become an isolated island. In the end, the only way to go is to open the door and surrender after consuming the last supply.

If he chooses to abandon the city and leave, Rennes' five thousand cavalry will probably suffer heavy losses if they catch up, and even betrayers will appear.And Pelagos' status and reputation in the blood alliance will also plummet.Unless he can fight back and get to the imperial capital faster than Isaac, the throne will leave him forever.

No matter which path you choose, you will lose weight, which is also one of the biggest problems for Pelagos at present.

After Riddle was set on fire by Rennes to roast dog meat, Pelagos lost the initiative, and with the materials being burned, he was actually in a doomed situation in Haig Province.

The rest is just a matter of time!

"The most important thing now is time!" Grace hit the stone table with a fist, leaving a cracked mark on the table, but his fist didn't hurt at all.The elite border guards who were thought to be the key to the battle situation have become a huge hidden danger.He wasn't sure if he was too suspicious, and his suspicion was wrong, but no matter whether it was Isaac or Pelagos, they didn't make much movement in the face of the elite border guards that had begun to gather behind their buttocks, and they were just deploying normally.Instead, it made him wonder.

It's like taking off your pants, washing your ass, and waiting for those guys to fuck.Is there such a good thing?This feeling of "you come to fuck me" is the reason why Grace dare not act rashly. If there are no traitors among the Seven Heroes on the Western Front, then it can only be said that these two rebel leaders are really talented. The dangerous trick successfully restrained nearly [-] troops, making the [-] troops become a burden instead.

But if someone among the Seven Heroes on the Western Front really betrayed the empire and the royal family, once a battle is launched, the betrayer will turn against him at a critical moment, and the harm will be worse than ignoring those 10 people.

Grian looked at his brother and fell silent.

A good trump card is inexplicably abolished, which can really piss people off.

He stared at the tiled map, and after a moment of contemplation, he took off the ring representing his marshal status, and placed it on the satellite city of the imperial capital.

Grace also noticed his actions, and nodded slowly, "Next, it depends on Earl Wren's methods."

"As long as he can hold back the main force of Pelagos, then the decisive battle with Isaac in the satellite city will become a reality!"

That night, a Queen's secret order galloped thousands of miles in an instant through the constantly vibrating and amplifying magical elements in the air, and landed in the camp of the Burning Legion outside Xilin City.

　Today I played a guest role as a takeaway boy and delivered food. I feel that this job is not bad, at least it is faster than writing a book.

　　No wonder everyone says that writing a book is a dead end...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)