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But war is cruel.
No one could say who would be sacrificed on the frontline next for the sake of victory.
How much blood, sweat, and tears had been spilled over so many years?
The large amount was more than enough to drown the entire continent. Those who died had left and they who were still alive had to continue and preserve.
Long Ai Ming took a deep breath; his eyes were solemn. "Yes, I'm ready."
Old Master Nan looked at Long Ai Ming and smiled faintly. He could still remember the past when Long Ai Ming was nothing more than a brat. This brat came to the barracks, following Old Master Long and learned how to use the sword.
Crying, being beaten up, and training had bee the routine.
The weak brat had slowly grown up to bee a responsible man and now he had been selected to be the great general leading hundred thousands of soldiers to fight against other kingdoms who dared to enter their territory.
Time passed very quickly.
Old Master Nan took a jug of wine and raised it. "Let's go and have some talk."
Long Ai Ming smiled. He knew very well that Old Master Nan loved to drink wine when he was young, but because of his health, he didn't dare to drink a lot. It was just that there were some things that would be better be said over wine.
He respected Old Master Nan greatly and also wanted to talk about some things with the other party. "There are indeed some questions I have in regards to the acquisition."
"Ah yeah, it's not over. But are you sure that you want to talk about work in this place?"
"I don't see any problem with it."
Old Master Nan laughed and didn't refute it. Long Ao Ming has always been an impatient person and with his ambition, he didn't think that it was strange for the other party to talk about this matter.
He nodded and walked away.
Behind them, General Cao watched as the other generals left and took a deep breath. Being a general and involved in this circle was truly not easy.
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