"You," Zhao Ming stamped his foot, "at such a crucial time, you're still arguing with me. The clan can only continue if more children are left behind."
"Haven't you already sent the seeds away?" Zhao Hanzhang replied, "Coincidentally, the main house also has a child outside, so now none of the branches are lacking. The rest can safely guard the Wu Castle."
Zhao Ming: ...
Zhao Hanzhang turned to face the distressed clansmen and said in a deep voice, "I know you don't know how to kill or fight, and can't compare to the desperados outside, but who is born knowing this?"
"Those people outside, just like you, were all seeking food from the fields before. They are ruthless because they fear hunger, so they want to seize our grain, our homes, our Wu Castle!"
Zhao Hanzhang shouted, "But can't we also become ruthless? Behind us are our parents and our wives and children! If we fall, everyone behind us will die. So can you stand against the enemy?"
