Reviving My Third Army's Soldiers with the Flesh and Blood of Your Troops-You Don't Object, Do You, Pan Zhen?

From ancient times to the present, wherever intelligent life existed, there had been conflicts of all sizes, intensities, and levels.

Why did conflicts always arise between people, civilizations, and even gods?

Some said it all came down to two words: benefit.

That was right. It was indeed so.

The universe was vast, but once a civilization reached the God-level and possessed long-range warp transmission technology, traveling between star systems and discovering more and more civilizations, it would come to feel that the universe was not actually that large, and that its resources were limited.

Every person and god wanted their civilization to gain more and richer rewards from those limited resources. When they all set their eyes on the same thing and each wanted it for themselves, conflict naturally arose.

If one thought about it carefully, the moment two civilizations from different star regions discovered each other's existence, wariness and the seeds of conflict might already have taken root in both their hearts.

From lying dormant to becoming adversaries, and eventually evolving into war—such things happened in every corner of the universe.

Little Girl Leina had slowly grown up in the spotless environment Pan Zhen had created for her. Though there had been many unpleasant moments along the way, she had never encountered certain dark things, including high-level warfare.

She had learned about high-level warfare from the various Grand Tutors, but those accounts had all been embellished and beautified by historians.

The war against New Tiangong was the first time in her life that she had personally experienced such a thing. She had once indulged in childish fantasies of turning the tide on the battlefield and bolstering the army's morale, but only after experiencing it firsthand did she understand war's cruelty and mercilessness.

The conflict between Lieyang and New Tiangong