Once everyone's attention was on Li Qinwu, he said loudly:
"Gentlemen, think carefully. The Second Prince's War lasted ten years, the war between the two councils lasted fifty years—a total of sixty years of civil war. What have you gained?
Commoners struggled amid the flames of war. The natural environment was fouled by battle. Rank-and-file soldiers melted away like snowflakes. Even you nobles yourselves died in batches!
Other than corpses and polluted battlefields, what else have you gained from this civil war?"
No one present spoke. They did not feel much in response to Li Qinwu's words.
After fighting for so long, everyone had become numb. What they wanted to hear was not pretty words, but a solution.
Li Qinwu had only used pretty words as an opening. Then he began to lay out his solution:
"Gentlemen, the military strength of both sides is actually about equal. Neither side can completely conquer the other.
Back when the First Prince and the Second Prince fought for ten years, they had already reached that conclusion. They no longer wanted to fight and wished to resolve this civil war.
Unfortunately, when the two sides met to resolve the civil war, no one knew what happened, but both the First Prince and the Second Prince died."
At that, Li Qinwu shook his head regretfully.
In truth, he suspected that when the First Prince and Second Prince had agreed to meet, both sides might have been planning to kill the other's leader.
If military offensives could not take down the other side, then they would find a way to eliminate its leader!
Perhaps both sides had held that very thought and come prepared. So when the banquet hall descended into free-for-all combat, the leaders on both sides were killed.
Li Qinwu continued:
"The ten-year war