The bright moonlight shines on the stone road in front of you, making people feel peaceful and peaceful, but underneath it is the dark tide. The government has not yet proposed a battle for the Wall of Maria, but Grisha and Lance completely believe in my judgment. This trust makes me very warm, and I also feel pressured and heavy. Guilt. "Grisha, we can actually prevent this from happening." I suddenly grabbed Grisha's hand and said, "Stop?" Grisha didn't react.
"We can lead the refugees in an uprising. Kill Wang Zheng's greedy, cold-blooded, and corrupt nobles. We can clean up the military police here, open the arsenal to distribute weapons to the refugees, and lead them to the Hina Wall. At the same time, we can use airships. Perform a blitzkrieg to quickly control the gates of Hina's Wall to ensure that the team will not be blocked outside the Hina's Wall. Then use the food raided from the warehouses of those nobles to support another year, and then the new land will be produced. Grain should be able to guarantee the food supply in the wall, and hundreds of thousands of people will not be sent to die." I said, although this plan is somewhat idealistic, it may not be impossible to achieve it with hard work!
"Gawain," Grisha stopped, closed his eyes and took a breath and opened again: "How are you sure that there will be fewer people who die like this than Maria?" "Huh?" I suddenly For a moment, "The gendarmes, garrisons, investigators, central gendarmes, and the private soldiers of the various nobles add up to 10,000 people," Grisha said, "Even if they are only 80% of them participating in the war, how many people do you think can be killed? They? How do you make sure that we can control the entrance and exit of the Wall of Hina? How do you make sure that the refugees will be given our leadership? How do you make sure that they will not fight for power and gain after the overthrow of the king? How do you make sure that the food raided will allow all One more year?"
A series of problems made me sober up immediately. Yeah, I can't guarantee these things. If they are enforced, it will push the restoringists to a dead end, just because I can't bear it. The helplessness in my heart made me sigh,
I know that the tragedy is about to happen but I can’t stop it. It’s a bad feeling.
My mood was a little depressed, Grisha took a deep breath and reached out to pat my shoulder:
You Gawain has done his best."
"No, I don't." I shook my head, "I didn't prevent the death of Mikasa's parents, I didn't avoid the heavy losses of the restitutionists, and there was no way to save those who were going to go out to die. Even I couldn't save your life." As I spoke, tears couldn't help streaming down. "Grisha, I don't know. I am afraid that I will not be able to be a qualified leader like you. I am worried that I will fail those who rely on me."...
