"I also think General Luo is right...... Fan Yao was Luo Huo's boss in the past, the two knew each other when they ran the caravan, and later in the bloody battle of the mountain temple, he saw that his uncle fell into deep thought, and hurriedly helped Luo Huo say a few good words.

"When I was young, the Fan family's business had already failed, and at that time, our family was living on a few acres of thin fields in the mountains and my father's income from helping others settle accounts, and it was very difficult......

"Do you know what kind of place Shanxi is? Luliang Mountain in the west, Taihang in the east, sandwiched between a long and narrow plain, many mountains, hills and few plains, Shanxi has never enough food to eat......

"In a good year, you can still mix seven or eight points, but when you encounter a little flood, drought and famine, you can't see all the feelings in the countryside on weekdays......"

"I was seven or eight years younger than I was free, and that summer was very hot and rainless, and even the most cold-resistant millet and millet died in large numbers, and neighboring villages were trying to grab the last bit of water on the dam, guess how it was solved in the end?"

Fan Yao's old shopkeeper's eyes were red, "At that time, my father took me to pass by that stream, and thousands of people from the two villages of Tianjiazhuang and Lujiaying gathered by the stream, regardless of men, women, and children, they all looked at each other with hatred, and the white-haired old women all stood up and shouted for their own village......"

"It wasn't a fight, and there was no pressure from the government, and there were even two officials sent by the county government as witnesses at that time...... The patriarchs on both sides worshiped their ancestors, heaven and earth, and then drew long and short lots, and a village selected a dead man to single-handedly ...... in the stream."

"That's a death sentence! Just across the river...... There have been intermarriages with each other for hundreds of years, and they were originally two big clans with broken bones and tendons, but in order to survive and starve a few people to death, they have all become ghosts!"

"Every man who draws a dead lottery retreats, because he knows that if he retreats, the whole family will be abandoned, not to mention the year of famine, even if there is a good year on weekdays, a family without a family is not as good as a dog......"

"It doesn't matter if the other party is your cousin, let alone if it's a friend who has played since childhood, at that moment there is only a crazy killing, if you don't kill him, he will kill you, knives, sticks, dung forks...... Stones and even teeth and nails are weapons!"

Fan Yao was immersed in the terrifying memory of his childhood and couldn't extricate himself, and his whole body trembled, "No one pleaded, no persuasion, everyone cheered for themselves like beasts, until one of them fell down and couldn't stand up again......"

"The losing side carried away their relatives who did not know whether they were alive or dead, and the victor roared in the stream covered in blood...... After shouting three times, if anyone is not convinced, they will continue to fight......

"There is no rule of two wins in three sets, if you are not satisfied, you will send another person, and if you are killed, you will send the next one...... The two sides fought each other like crazy people, until in the end, one side was completely frightened, so that the dead were frightened, frightened, and finally admitted defeat and retreated......"

"The winner has all the right to use the dam, and the fields in his village can be irrigated, and this year's harvest is guaranteed, while the loser can only cry and beg for the other party to leave a little water and a chance to live......

Ay...... The old shopkeeper sighed, "The battle for the water source, what impressed me the most was the bright red blood water, I really didn't know that the food watered by human blood could save a few lives, that is, from that moment on, my father and I made up our minds that we couldn't take the old road of digging in the soil, it was really a dead end!"

So that's the case, everyone knows that Fan Yao and his son chose the road of business, not only to restore the glory of the head of the Jin merchants in the past, but also because there is really no way out for the poor place in Shanxi to not do business.

"It's all forced to survive...... "The old shopkeeper patted his uncle on the shoulder, "I said this to actually tell you that sometimes dead people are the most effective means to solve the dilemma, as small as a family and a clan, as large as a region or even a country, isn't it just a life that fights for each other's lives?"

"If you want to live, if you want to live better, you must not be afraid of death...... Use the madness that is not afraid of death to scare the enemy, let them know that we are not easy to mess with, kill a thousand enemies and they will have to die eight hundred, if you don't scare them like this, you will not be able to dispel the ambition of those wolves!"

Xiao Letian seemed to have the voice of Hong Zhong Dalu ringing in his ears, and enlightenment was in the present day.

What is the enemy afraid of China? Is it a more elite army and a more powerful warship? No, the enemy is afraid of the spirit of the Chinese who are not afraid of defeat and die generously.

If you kill 1,000 enemies and lose 800 yourself, you must let the foreign invaders know that any military action against China, even if it is won, will be a disastrous victory, and any military action against China is doomed to become a losing business.

If you fail, you don't have to be afraid, just come again, just like a fighter standing in a blood-stained stream, even if you are dying, you have to shout 'Who else is not convinced?'.

Foreign devils are also a life, and when the bloody battle on Shiqiao Heights is bloody, when they see that no matter how many lives they pay, they will not be able to defeat these Chinese, they will also be afraid and flee.

What deterred those enemies? Not because of how sharp the weapons of the new army were, nor because of how well trained they were, but because of their ruthlessness that was not afraid of the dead, and if the other party was a wild beast, you would have to be more cruel than a wild beast.

Xiao Letian patted his head and sighed in his heart, the habits cultivated in the past peaceful era were too strong, can the values of the people in the peaceful and prosperous world be the same as in the troubled times? Even if the peaceful days in the later generations are, in the final analysis, not relying on the deterrence of the hundreds of thousands of heroic bones that have been laid to rest on the Korean Peninsula?

All living people should remember the exploits of those who died, Xiao Letian, Xiao Letian, it's not that you have to take away so many fresh lives, but that you need so many bloody lives on the altar of the rise of the nation.

No one can avoid this curse of flesh and blood, even the United States, which was the world's largest national power during World War II, had to lose more than 300,000 lives to achieve the final victory, and there were no less than a million disabled soldiers.

With the powerful United States, it is impossible to escape such a curse, so how can Xiao Letian avoid it? Thinking of this, Xiao Letian's heart suddenly brightened, he walked to the window and looked at the starry sky and the Pacific Ocean, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"The traverser let the ancients educate him, this is really a joke that can't be laughed at, it turns out that no one is omnipotent, not even a traverser...... Every era has its rules, and that's not something that one person can reverse, except for not forgetting my original intention, I can't control anything!"

"Now that the flesh mill has started, then I'll be at the helm, at least I won't let this country take a detour! As for how many lives will be sacrificed in the end? Anyway, it must be much less than the real history......"

"Isn't it already immeasurable to be able to do this?"

In the eastern part of the Pacific Ocean, dark clouds are gradually pressing, and the most common Pacific hurricane in the summer is gradually taking shape. In fact, the situation of the times has really become wonderful from this moment.