The young face showed all justice. At this moment, Xiafei seemed to be God and the other party was a pagan. Although he failed on the battlefield, he defined himself as the morally victorious party in his heart!
"Invaders will never end well! Although justice may be late, it will never arrive!"
Sima Yun looked at the serious look and suddenly burst into laughter. He could understand part of the French, but there was still a third that needed the help of a translator to explain.
I saw him whispering a few words to the translator, and the military translator immediately spoke righteously.
"Young man, your courage is commendable, but there is a problem with your argument!"
"It's okay if you want to take revenge. It's okay to fight back after being defeated today for decades. Isn't this how humans have been here for thousands of years? But don't talk about justice and injustice..."
"Does this have anything to do with justice? You, France, must be just? Don't forget that you declared this war first, and your army invaded Prussia first when the war started!"
"What's wrong? You allow you to start a war, but you don't allow us to fight back? Are you saying that you want to hit us, but you don't allow us to parry?"
"In other words, we resisted a little too harshly and caused your arm to hurt a little...Isn't this okay? Has this become evil?"
"What are they taught every day in your school? Your thinking is too confusing..."
"If you want to pursue justice, then let me ask you, the Mexicans didn't offend you, France, so why did you invade? The Qing Dynasty didn't harm you, France, so why did you attack?"
"Africa, India, Annan... so many colonies, weren't you conquered with guns and cannons? What kind of justice did you talk to them?"
"Child, don't be angry. I have a message for you... Angry people are slaves of the heart! All your anger now is just a manifestation of selfishness!"
"You are a slave to your emotions! And this selfish emotion that you think is the center of the world makes you blind to the truth!"
"Although war is about the winner being the king and the loser being the bandits! It seems that the winner can write history at will... but please don't deny the winner with emotions!"
"You'd better research it with questions. Why do losers fail? Failure itself must have a reason!"
"Don't beautify losers as victims, as if you are wronged. There are no good people under the sun!"
Sima Yun normally doesn't like to talk too much, but when he saw an eighteen-year-old lieutenant, he couldn't help but want to say a few more words.
After all, he is only eighteen years old!
Sima Yun looked at him and smiled, shook his head, and urged his war horses to leave. Kong left Xiafei in a daze. The Chinese general's words just now gave him a little bit of an epiphany, but it didn't seem to be very clear yet.
It was as if his heart was covered with some kind of film, and it was almost able to break through!
Looking at the retreating back of the Chinese general, Xiafei wanted to say something, but he suddenly thought of the identity gap between the enemy and us. He was just a prisoner, while the opposite was the victor's general...
It is already a special case that someone can take the time to say so many words. Others have no obligation to help him solve his mystery!
"Hurry up and go... Do you still want to have lunch... The general has made an exception for you, so you don't have to raise your hands to surrender. Are you still not satisfied? Hurry up..."
The Prussian soldiers holding guns did not have a good temper for these prisoners. During the pushing and shoving, Jiafei and others started to register!
All weapons and ammunition, including cold weapons, were turned in. The civilian officials of the Prussian army asked each soldier for his name, place of origin, military rank... After everything was recorded, these soldiers would be broken up and assigned to different prisoner of war camps.
Xiafei separated from the veterans around him, and followed the team of prisoners of war alone into the unknown!
After the First World War ended, the old Joffre wrote in his memoirs, "Although the life in the prisoner of war camp at the age of 18 lasted only a few months, it had a huge impact on my life!"
"In the prisoner of war camp, I carefully pondered what the Chinese general said, and carefully studied the root causes of the failure of the Franco-Prussian War..."
"Finally, I figured out that too many French people have been completely brainwashed by nationalism. All crimes under the banner of nationalism seem to have the correct answer!"
"We think we are righteous, but in fact we are all evil. The Chinese general is right, there is no justice under the sun!"
"It was after that experience that I firmly believed that a soldier's duty is to protect! It was that epiphany that made me determined to become the most powerful general in France!"
"All my false fame later came from this!"
"I have always had an ideal, hoping to see that general again in my lifetime... But unfortunately, fate did not give me this opportunity!"
Eighteen-year-old Xiafei set his own ambition, and it was this ideal that allowed him to successfully block the crazy German attack in the Battle of Verdun in World War I.
In the meat grinder of Verdun, it was he who personally built an impenetrable line of defense that drained almost every last drop of Germany's blood!
Xiafei's reputation for being a good defender during the First World War was respected by military experts around the world!
Just as Xiafei walked towards the prisoner of war camp in confusion, Sima Yun, who was inspecting the Sedan Fortress, also sent the best military doctors to the French Army Night War Hospital.
He watched the doctor match McMahon's blood type. During his lifetime, the marshal was surrounded by officers who were willing to die for him. Hearing that blood was needed, more than a hundred French officers lined up.
Sima Yun watched fresh blood being injected into McMahon's veins, "Pass the order from the head of state and give French Marshal McMahon the best treatment..."
"Although you failed, I must admit that Marshal McMahon's plan was almost successful... This is a respectable opponent!"
The French officer corps looked at the Chinese generals with complicated eyes. They suddenly discovered that these Chinese were so different from the previous images that people had spread by word of mouth and reported in newspapers.
If the impression of the past was that of decadence, ignorance, and backwardness, now the Chinese have only one feeling for them, and that is vigorous vitality.
How did France lose to such an opponent? All the officers present were reflecting deeply...
Sima Yun did not stay here for long, because a messenger on a fast horse ran to him and said, "Report to the general, the head of state urgently summoned the troops to assemble. There is an important task to be issued... All troops must be assembled within half an hour!"
Sima Yun did not dare to neglect, turned around and urged his horse to leave. Dozens of cavalry around him opened a passage through the prisoners of war team like dragons. The surrounding French troops did not even dare to look up!
Losers have no dignity!
