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"Why can't we strike first?"
Upon hearing these words, Redman felt as if he had been struck by lightning, standing frozen in place. His mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something in rebuttal, but his throat felt stuffed with cotton, rendering him unable to utter a single word.
Indeed! Why couldn't he take the initiative? This question flashed through his mind like a bolt of lightning, instantly awakening him from his confusion.
Why should he be the one living in fear and hesitation? After all, any of the four Barony families were certainly not their match in strength! What he had always feared was merely the possibility of those four families joining forces.
At this moment, Redman began to regain his composure. He looked at John, who was filled with determination, and tentatively asked, "Brother, are you suggesting we lead an army to suddenly invade their territory, forcing them to surrender and completely abandon any thoughts of coveting our iron mine?"
However, for John, the idea of forcing the opponent to surrender seemed impractical. He shook his head slightly and calmly analyzed, "Brother, as far as I know, have they formally declared war on us?"
After receiving an affirmative nod from Redman, John's lips curled into a confident smile. "In that case, things will be much easier."
In the noble circles, there are strict rules that prohibit arbitrary attacks on other noble territories. If one wishes to take action, there must be a reasonable justification. Now that the opposing side had initiated hostilities and declared war first, it allowed John and Redman to retaliate with complete legitimacy.
Then a fierce glint flashed in John's eyes as he resolutely stated, "Brother, why not broaden your thinking a bit? We not only want them to bow down and admit their mistakes but also to seize their entire territory in one fell swoop!"
He was eager to expand his territory. After all, he had just welcomed fourteen children into the world—all boys—and this was only the first batch. John was only ten years old; even if he didn't have many more children, he could still have at least forty in his lifetime. Not expanding his territory would be unfair to his future offspring. With the blessings of their home planet, each of his children possessed Transcendent potential and could even strive for Epic power.
Redman, who had been content with the status quo and confined in his thinking, felt as if a tightly shut door was slowly opening. New ideas and impulses surged in like a tidal wave.
After all, he was still a vibrant young man, and deep within every young soul burned a desire to explore new territories and build great enterprises—a flame that had never truly been extinguished.
"Brother, what do you think? Which territory should we target first?" Redman asked eagerly as he quickly pulled out a meticulously drawn map from his pocket. The map detailed the territories occupied by various enemy factions.
John glanced at Redman in surprise and couldn't help but exclaim, "Brother, your preparations are quite thorough! It seems you’ve done quite a bit of research."
Redman smiled modestly and replied, "Hehe, I’m just being prudent. One must always be prepared for anything."
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