There is a truth that the law does not blame everyone.
When everyone is a murderer, then the theory of victim guilt will emerge.
Similarly.
If all the civil and military officials in the house are rebels.
Is there still such a thing as rebellion?
Isn’t that asking for life for the people?
Master Jin is still confused after all. No matter how unpopular he is, it is impossible for everyone to be a mole.
Do you really think he can break into the Allied Forces alone?
Although there are text messages from unknown sources on the mobile phones of high-level generals, there is clearly something fishy about that text message.
However, after suffering severe stimulation one after another, he was finally swayed by his emotions, forcing all the senior officials to oppose him.
Not to mention he was just a warlord, even the emperor would not dare to be an enemy of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.
The emperor can be changed.
You only have one life.
Not giving everyone a way to survive is no different from not giving yourself a way to survive.
When standing at the crossroads of life and death, everyone's choice will be highly consistent. Even if they are not rebels, they will be so embarrassed and speechless that the military leaders have no other choice.
A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.
If you go against it, you go against it!
Master Jin studied military law, but he probably did not study the art of emperors. In other words, he never thought that his right-hand man, his humerus minister, and the pillar of his great cause... could also be a "ghost". "!
With Mulun's help, he would have been able and confident to stabilize the situation even if there was a big purge. But in the end, his most trusted shield became the most deadly sword, piercing his heart in one fell swoop.
There are no indestructible gods in this world.
The leader of the Confederate Army, who had gone through many hardships and ups and downs, finally collapsed, suffering from a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and dying.
A country cannot live without a king for a day.
The troops cannot be without a master for a day.
After Lord Jin fell, the top leaders of the Allied Forces unanimously supported Mulun's ascension to the throne without any ink. The transfer of power was seamless and focused on one smooth indulgence.
It is natural for Mulun to become the second-in-command. As the second-in-command, he has worked hard and made great achievements. He is also widely popular and respected. Who else can compare with him besides him?
As for the lower-level soldiers...
In fact, it is very simple to fight workers at the grass-roots level.
Simpler than management.
Every management level will consider whether their own power and interests will be affected if the city changes the king's flag. But workers don’t have this worry.
They have no power and no interests. They only care about eating.
As long as wages are paid on time, it doesn't matter who is the boss.
And who is Mulun.
Commissioner General.
He was originally responsible for distributing food, salary and military expenses.
When he takes the position, the soldiers will not feel any discomfort at all.
Lord Jin actually doesn't need to worry about anything.
He fell, but the allies were not affected in any way, and Mulun was able to take good care of him.
After taking office, Mulun quickly issued the first order.
Stop all military activities.
Peace talks with the rebels.
That's right.
Peace talks.
Are you really pursuing world peace?
Unexpectedly, the 180-degree strategic turn did not cause a mutiny. On the contrary, the whole army felt relieved.
If they could enjoy peace, most people would indeed not want to fight.
War means bloodshed and death.
Who is not afraid that he will fall down tomorrow?
The only Jin Lord who has a grudge against the rebels is not them.
We were all one family before.
Similar to the transfer of power, the Allies laid down their weapons quite smoothly. With the change of boss, Negandu suddenly entered peace.
——True peace!
Not only the Allied forces, but also the rebels came out of trenches, positions, high-rise buildings, alleys, and wells and tunnels, chatting, laughing, and smoking with the Allied soldiers, as if they were one family.
What is magical realism.
When Wei Yi led his troops into Negandu, the city had restored order, and there were no traces of the previous brutal battle. That's right.
Peace is what people want.
We are born from the same roots, so why be too hasty?
"General Ba, you are really tight-lipped."
Bao Shen said with admiration.
“I don’t know anything.”
Batulu, who was riding in the same car, responded.
“It’s over, there’s no need to keep it a secret, right?”
Bao Shen was filled with emotion, “We are going so smoothly, I have always wondered if there are still some of us in the Allied Forces. Man, I never expected that it was Mr. Mu!”
“You said Mr. Mu is always a traitor?”
Batulu asked, causing Bao Shen to frown.
Are you still showing off at this time?
"General Ba was able to defraud so many arms, didn't he cooperate with Mr. Mu..."
Everyone was originally from the Allied Forces, and now they shake hands and make peace, so naturally they continue to use the previous call.
Batulu said thoughtfully, "It's really strange when you say that. When I went to see Mr. Mu at that time, I also felt that something was not right. Could he really be a mole? ”
Funny.
He was the mole to begin with.
Don’t you know your accomplice?
“You really don’t know?”
“If I knew it would be so hard, studying how to fight every day.”
Seeing that he didn’t look like he was acting, Bao Shen I'm really a little unsure.
"Is Mr. Mu one of ours?"
Batulu shook his head, unable to give an answer, "I'm afraid I have to ask General Wei about this question."
They don't Clearly, does Wei Yi definitely know the answer?
Mulun came to greet him personally.
The convoy stopped.
Wei Yi got off the car.
In the back, senior officers such as Batulu Bao Shen got out of the car one after another.
The two troops looked at each other quietly from a distance of one hundred meters.
Then the supreme commanders of both sides moved forward at the same time.
If a photographer had taken this picture at this time, it would be more artistic than any movie lens.
The two men, who were once colleagues, competitors, and later enemies, gradually got closer and finally stopped one step apart.
The troops on both sides were silent and had complicated thoughts.
“You win.”
Mu Lun spoke first.
Wei Yi did not have any arrogance after victory. He silently stared at his old opponent, his face expressionless, but his eyes were indescribable.
All the previous confusions finally came to light.
He said nothing, just raised his hand.
After taking over the power but immediately choosing peace talks, Mulun, who was not sure whether it was to avoid greater casualties or because he was born unfit to be a leader, also raised his hand.
The two hands were held tightly together under the spotlight.
The troops on both sides raised their weapons, and cheers soared into the sky.
After more than ten seconds, Mulun put down his hand and looked past Wei Yi to the unobtrusive men with flat heads in the crowd behind.
Mu Lun, who had no expression, smiled slightly.
Theoretical and practical hand-in-hand encounter with the rebels. What is war? Several unsmiling men with flat heads were uncharacteristically looking at Mulun from a distance of dozens of meters, and they also showed a similar light arc.
Men to men communication.
Sometimes words are not needed.
When we meet, we only smile.
Everyone keeps his loyalty. (End of this chapter)