Chapter 2569: Battle of Pingyangpo (3)

Chen Fan first looked down at the one-armed soldier in front of him, and asked, "What is your name?"
"Lu Ming!" the one-armed soldier replied neither humble nor humble.
Chen Fan nodded and turned to look at everyone.
"I know that you all have unwillingness and despair in your heart, thinking that this is an unwinnable battle, thinking that we will eventually fall on the battlefield!"
"I understand." Chen Fan's voice gradually became low and low: "Just ask, in this world, who is not afraid of death? Even I can't escape the vulgarity, let alone you?"
"Behind you you have your relatives, parents, wives, and even children waiting to be fed, I know all these!"
"It's definitely not my wish to let you take the risk!"
"So... let's go, return to the ministry, go home and live with relatives and children."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was taken aback.
Although they had already deduced anything Chen Fan wanted to say in their minds, they had not thought of it.
Chen Fan actually let them go like this?
how can that be?
The one-armed soldier named Lu Ming smiled tragically, and looked straight at Chen Fan: "You told us to leave? I'm afraid that just after we left, you will behead us as deserters!"
"I have been a soldier for decades, and you guys in power can't fool me!"
Lu Ming spoke again and immediately won everyone's approval. After all, they didn't believe that Chen Fan would let himself go.
As for Chen Fan, he just said a few words.
"I swear by the word Chen Fan, if you want to leave, not only will I not have any obstacles, I will even bless you!"
After that, the situation on the court changed again.
The thirteen who had just stopped the blood in their hands showed surprise and called a word of Master from behind.
Ji Xing almost fell down, only feeling that the world was spinning, and he was not far from death.
"Sir, we are afraid that we have to take a long-term view on this matter."
Chen Fan ignored the openings of Ji Xing and Shisan. He just stared at the 200,000 soldiers below him, asking truthfully.
"I have no regrets about what Chen Fan said. You can go now. As for this war, it will not stop, even if I am the only one left in the end!"
"I will also challenge!"
In one word, there was a sound, and the situation was reversed in an instant.
The original lazy soldiers all changed their expressions, and when they faced Chen Fan, they didn't understand, even confused.
I don't understand why he must persist and finish the battle.
Now that the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has divided the world with the cadres, can it not be cured by taking a rest?
Chen Fan's answer is...
not good!
"You all have family members, you have children, and you have things to protect yourself. Chen Fan doesn't have one. I just want to protect the Ministry!"
"I ask you, do I have to fight this battle? If I propose a truce, will the cadres agree to it?"
"If the skin doesn't exist, how will Mao be attached?"
"In the future, when the cadres hit Leicheng, who will guard your relatives and children, who will guard your home?"
Everyone stopped talking, and their heads gradually lowered. At this moment, almost everyone understood the meaning of Chen Fan's words.
The final battle, the unification of the eight parts, is the general trend, and no one in this world can fight the general trend.
No one can stop this battle.
In the end, only one force can survive, and the winner takes all, gaining all the glory and hope.
Those who fail will be forgotten forever, losing their homeland, life, and even history.
This is the final outcome of the war.
So this battle is not because Chen Fan forced everyone to take risks, but they...have to take risks!
Because behind me, there are my own relatives and children, because behind me, there is my homeland and history.
"Mr. Chen...I..."
Lu Ming hesitated. He felt that his beliefs had been impacted. For the first time, he felt that there were so many things involved in a war.
The guardian in Chen Fan's mouth is faith, the most primitive driving force for everyone to continue to persevere in this perilous situation.
As long as there is this belief, there is no need to worry about low morale.
Since ancient times, mourning soldiers will win, this sentence is definitely not unreasonable!