Hearing this answer, Wolfgang even wondered if he was hallucinating, because this answer seemed so absurd to him.

Life should be precious and heavy, not like a game where you can be easily eliminated and only the final survivors are left, not to mention that there is no guarantee that anyone will survive.

People’s lives should not be so cheap, and as the people’s leaders, you should not be so indifferent to them.

But why can the emperor say such words so indifferently now? Doesn't he care how many of his people will die in this war?

So Wolfgang asked in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, have you ever thought that many of us may die in this war, or even all of us may..."

Before he could finish his words, von Palen interrupted, "I've already said it, no, there's no way we can be defeated."

Wolfgang immediately asked:

"As you said, if millions of civilians are required to go to the battlefield to face the bullets fired by the Yan people, how many people will lose their lives? Have you ever thought about this problem?"

Feng Palen nodded grimly and said, "Of course, sacrifice is a manifestation of value."

"In the past, it was precisely because of the baptism of iron and blood that we finally achieved the great empire we have today."

Hearing this, Wolfgang felt as if a heavy stone was pressed on his heart. He shook his head and said:

"But your majesty, this is not a war of equal strength. The military force of Yan country is too strong. If civilians go to the battlefield, they will be easily killed by them. Men will be killed, and so will women and children, and those who cannot go to the battlefield, they..."

At this point, von Palen suddenly stood up, walked to Wolfgang, patted him on the shoulder, put his forehead against Wolfgang's forehead, and said:

"I can't bear to see them suffer. Just thinking about them being enslaved by the Yan people makes me want to cry."

"No way, I can't let our people be oppressed and bullied by these cruel guys."

At this point, von Palen's voice even trembled a little to Wolfgang's ears.

"Rather than endure suffering, any Golt should fight on the battlefield and end his life there."

"So now, as long as there is a Golt alive, this war will not end. There is no surrender, only resistance."

Wolfgang looked at the face so close to him. Unlike before, he could clearly see compassion on this face at this moment, and even a hint of pain in the pair of light blue eyes.

He believed that this was definitely not von Palen's disguise, but his true expression, and the words he said were absolutely sincere from the heart.

He seemed to really believe that it would be better for the people to die on the battlefield than to live in misery, even if all of them were destroyed.

In response, Wolfgang asked with rapid breathing: "You mean... in order to prevent civilians from suffering, they should go to the battlefield, even if they die for it?"

Feng Palen pulled back and stood still again, his expression slowly returning to calm.

"Yes, you finally understand."

boom!

It was like a cannonball shot into Wolfgang's brain, and his thoughts seemed to be shattered by an explosion.

His hands and feet suddenly became cold, and fresh air was difficult to breathe into his lungs. What was more, he was deeply confused about the person in front of him, von Palen.

The man in front of him was undoubtedly a hero among the Gothic people, but his thoughts were now so complicated that they were contradictory.

Does he value human life or disregard it?

In the current war, if the time comes when civilians, even the elderly, women and children, are really needed to go to the battlefield, wouldn't that be sending them to their deaths?

In other words, isn't this just - he couldn't bear to see others suffer, so he killed him.

What a strange idea this is, compassionate or callous?

Wolfgang couldn't understand and was deeply confused, but he gradually understood one thing in his heart.

The man in front of him was not a glamorous hero, but he was not a brutal and cruel murderer either.

He must be a paranoid lunatic.

After figuring this out, Wolfgang calmed down his distracting thoughts and nodded slowly:

"Yes, sire, I understand."

Hearing this, Feng Palen nodded slightly with relief, turned and walked towards the chair, and after sitting down, he continued:

"I can see that you are a little depressed. I can understand that. The recent battle situation is indeed not optimistic, even very bad."

"There are some weak voices in the military, but I never thought that you would be affected. This shouldn't be the case, Wolfgang."

"You are the person I trust the most and my right hand. I will never allow you to lose your will at this time, so I can pretend that I didn't hear what you said just now."

"But only this time." At this point, he tapped the table with his fingers.

Although he had not yet recovered from his violent emotional fluctuations, Wolfgang nodded immediately after hearing this:

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, for what I said before..."

Von Paalen interrupted: "I have forgiven you."

"Don't worry about this anymore, let's focus on the current war."

"I have decided. After tomorrow's meeting, I will immediately send the Seventh Army to Enzos to join up with Saski's troops. They must retake Soenham Province in the shortest possible time. The army needs more weapons, which is the most important thing."

Wolfgang listened quietly, but he didn't care at the moment, so he just nodded from time to time.

"In addition, it is also urgent to mobilize the people. All the people need to be mobilized. More people must be made into reserves, and they must be ready to go to the front line at any time. Because I believe that the invasion of the Yan people will not end here, and this war will not end in a short time. In the next few years, we will continue to be in a state of war..."

"Wolfgang."

At this point, von Palen suddenly called out, but Wolfgang did not respond and continued to nod.

"Wolfgang!" Von Palen raised his voice, and Wolfgang finally came to his senses and quickly agreed: "Yes, Your Majesty."

"You're still distracted." Von Palen looked at Wolfgang with cold eyes.

Wolfgang said quickly: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I..."

Von Palen interrupted, "I hope you can answer me honestly, can you still stand firmly by my side and help me win this war?"

Hearing this, Wolfgang was a little flustered, but he immediately said: "Of course, Your Majesty! I will always fight alongside you, no matter when!"

Von Palen stared at Wolfgang's eyes for more than ten seconds before he nodded and said:

"Okay, I believe you. You will always be the most trustworthy person around me."

"This war is difficult. I have already prepared myself mentally, and I hope you are also prepared. When we are needed, we can all fight at the front line without hesitation."

Wolfgang jumped up from his chair and saluted von Palen: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

Feng Palen slowly stood up, put his hands behind his back and said:

"Okay, let's stop here. You need some time to adjust. I think one night is enough."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Wolfgang agreed.

Von Palen continued, "It is not possible to leave the mobilization activities to the police force. They do not have the ability to do so. So tomorrow at noon, I have decided to go to Saint-Marie Square and give a speech myself."

"I know this will come with some risks. Those damn rats are always waiting for an opportunity to strike. But tomorrow, Bowerman will have the Storm Special Operations Force do the corresponding security work."

At this point, von Palen pointed at Wolfgang and continued:

"And you will go with me tomorrow, and I need you to arrange a team to assist Bowerman in security work."

"do you understand?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Wolfgang took a deep breath and answered in a loud voice.