NABC Chapter 1719 The Definition of Glory
Chapter 1719 The Definition of Glory
"Honor deserves everyone's respect!"
The calmer young man spoke first.
It should be about individual heroism!
Another radical youth spoke up.
After taking a sip of his beer, Freistheim silently looked around.
They noticed that most people's eyes were on them, and the waitress who had been frightened earlier was now standing not far away, listening to the three people's conversation.
Is honor truly respect?
Fleischstein's question left everyone completely dumbfounded.
Both the two people in front of them and the people around them turned their attention to them.
"Glory is not respect, much less honor. It is the result of your superiors' painstaking efforts, the blood of your comrades, the logistical work, and the sacrifices of countless people. It is not your so-called personal heroism, nor is it your so-called respect!"
Upon hearing Fleischtam's words, the two men instantly blushed.
One of them even tried to explain himself.
"I……"
But when he met Flester's gaze, he fell silent instantly, because Flester was telling the truth.
War is not child's play...
However, another radical youth looked furious.
"War cannot be like this. The great national defense force is invincible. You are just exaggerating!"
Upon hearing this, Fleschmann laughed in anger, then slammed his hand on the table and downed his beer in one gulp.
After finishing his drink, he took off his military overcoat, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to teach this arrogant young man a lesson.
The moment Fleischäm took off his overcoat, everyone realized the seriousness of the situation.
Because they were horrified to see Fleschheim's terrifying military rank.
Dude, you're a colonel, why would you come to this obscure beer hall for a drink?
The waitress immediately covered her mouth.
Because just now, this colonel had politely apologized to him.
This world is absolutely insane.
However, just as everyone was in shock, a car suddenly stopped outside the door, and William got out of the car.
"Why are you drinking here alone?"
William pushed the door open and entered, completely ignoring the people inside, and immediately began talking to his brother.
"I was hoping to relax a bit, but something unpleasant happened..."
After finishing his sentence, Fleschheim pointed meaningfully at the two people in front of him.
William immediately became interested and looked over.
He said, "What's going on with those two young men? Let me see!"
The two people opposite were instantly terrified.
Because they recognized him at a glance as a general.
The general of the Royal Guard, who just arrived today, must be only one person: William, the commander of the Royal Guard!
The commander of the 3rd Division was also supposed to come, but something happened on the way.
Logically speaking, he could have easily taken credit for it, but he ended up having a terrible misfortune.
I had just returned home to report for duty when my car was hit by someone.
Who can you reason with about this?
The commander of the 3rd Division thus lost a chance to earn merit.
You should know that opportunities to make a name for yourself these days are few and far between.
It's a situation where once you miss it, it's the last chance.
Therefore, everyone naturally knew who the person in front of them was.
The two young men in front of him suddenly started stammering, and they couldn't even sit still; they were practically kneeling on the ground.
Although the Great Yan Dynasty no longer practices kneeling and bowing rites, William's imposing presence instantly terrified the two of them.
"Tell me, what's going on between you two? What made my brother so angry?"
William said jokingly.
The two people opposite were even more terrified after hearing this.
Because what did they hear?
Little brother!
No, William's brother is...
The two of them looked up abruptly.
His eyes were already filled with fear.
"Don't worry, young comrades, I won't eat people. Just tell me what's wrong."
William spoke with a kind expression, as if he had no airs of authority whatsoever.
Flester spoke calmly.
"They both thought war was a good thing."
Upon hearing this, William's smile instantly froze, and his smile gradually disappeared.
"You mean these two kids think war is a good thing?"
The temperature inside the tavern dropped a few degrees, and the two young men were stunned.
"We were just saying..."
The young man tried to explain, but William interrupted him.
"I acknowledge your desire to make a name for yourself, but war is not a game. Don't be fooled by the fact that I am a general and my brother is a colonel; who knows the hardships we have endured?"
I certainly support you joining the army, but the problem is that you need to understand why you want to join.
If you join the army for the sake of so-called meritorious service, you are destined not to get everything you want.
After William finished speaking, he silently stood up and addressed his younger brother.
"Baroqueley can't hold on much longer; he'll be back at base within an hour."
We will need to maintain order in Nanxun City. Once everything has settled down, the leader will come.
I plan to have you escort Baroquely back to Lyongrad tomorrow for trial. It's a lucrative job, so make a good impression on the leader."
When Freistheim heard this, he curled his lip in disdain.
"Do I need to show anything more to the leader?"
The leader already knows everything about us two brothers; the intelligence agency even found out what color underwear we were wearing today.
Is it still necessary to engage in superficial projects?
"Are you an idiot? There are some things you have to do, understand? Even if it's just for show, you have to do them."
William spoke earnestly and patiently.
"Brother, you've changed. You used to not care about these so-called face-saving things."
"Freshtam said with a dejected look on his face."
"Really? Well, there's no way around it. When you get to our position, it's not just about military matters anymore; sometimes politics is also a form of military strategy."
Remember to return to your post as soon as possible. I know you're afraid to face your men, but sacrifice is inevitable. You've been an officer for so long; sometimes you have to accept reality.
William finished speaking and left immediately.
Fleischstein ordered a beer and then drank it all in one gulp.
After leaving a small tip of a few copper coins on the table, he got up and left.
All that remained were the bewildered crowd.
Good heavens, did they just see the commander of the Royal Guard?
That's the commander of the Imperial Guard!
The leader's number one henchman!
So when Freistheim left, everyone got excited and started a heated discussion.
The boss was completely dumbfounded.
He opened the shop today simply to gather people together and give them the confidence to stay.
He didn't even intend to make money.
But things are different now.
Because everyone was having a heated discussion.
This resulted in a shortage of alcoholic beverages.
The boss smiled happily.
Let's continue the discussion!
But the boss's expression immediately darkened.
Because what William and Fleschheim just said is correct.
Glory is earned with the blood of comrades-in-arms, and even more so with the lives of subordinates...
At the same time William arrived at the tavern, the Guards flag had already been raised at Baroqueley's mansion.