The winning general rode on a horse, and the red blood stained the general's silver armor. The enemy general was killed by his sword, but there was no joy in the general's face, only helplessness and sadness.
The general's resolute face suddenly slipped a drop of clear tears and fell to the ground, blurring the picture.
The enemy general and he are brothers and friends. Their fate is strikingly the same: they lost their father when they were young; The young man lost his mother. They fought bloody battles and went through fire and water all their lives in order to be loyal to the Lord. They used to be colleagues, but the prince only fought for the throne, so they met on the battlefield because of their respective masters. They know that for the benefit of the master, they must sacrifice the interests of all their friends, because they are soldiers, because this battle is related to the safety of the master and to.
He is ruthless and tit for tat.
The news of the victory reached the master, who sent ministers to celebrate his victory. He celebrated the victory with the soldiers in the evening, but he tried his best to express the joy of victory, even though he was sad.
This is war. War is like a gambling game, with people's lives at stake and then reflecting their personal feelings before the war; Security; Honor and disgrace become worthless, and this is war.
There are no friends, no brothers, no father and son on the battlefield, only friends and enemies. In the face of the victory made of blood and meat, people can only put aside all sadness and celebrate the victory, not because of human indifference, but because it is war.