Old Li didn't speak.
Instead, he looked intently at the battlefield below the mountain.
Magnificent and tragic.
The battlefield was quiet, silent.
Desolate, bleak.
This, is war.
A terrifying war that no one wishes to face, a war that brought painful memories to humanity before the great disaster, and now... greedy humans still cannot forget the horrors of war and have once again initiated it.
For themselves, for the land behind them.
Those who are not of our race must have different intentions!
This is an iron rule summarized by many sages.
Never changed, and will not change.
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