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Having a year and a half for the recruitment of new soldiers within the country, we should be able to recover a good deal of strength.
By then, when facing Chu State, we won't be completely powerless to fight back.
As for whether this recovered strength can withstand the Chu army,
and whether Ning Country can maintain its dynasty under the onslaught of Chu, without being annihilated,
these are not things that Bai Yian should worry about.
By that time, he would have long been dead, his bones perhaps decayed and reduced to mere skeletons.
He had done everything that he could do; the future of Ning Country, the future of the Coastal Aristocratic Family, would have to rely on the efforts of those who came after him.
Bai Yian was not a god; he could not foresee everything, nor could he do everything.
Having done so much was already his limit.
He could not ask for more.
"But… but…"
