Chapter 942 - 485: The Nation’s State_3
Ivita shook her head, realizing that the opponent’s hostility toward all Alsasians wasn’t for the mere sake of plundering wealth but stemmed from a certain identity she possessed.
Ivita distinctly felt that something had changed, something that intensified the fierceness of the war.
The wars between nations had been nothing more than conflicts between two interest groups of feudal lords, with soldiers plundering the enemy to make a living, yet most would not kill for the sake of killing.
The nature of war was shifting, turning into a fight between Alsasians and Frankish people, rather than between the feudal lords of Alsace and those of Frank.
Such wars were bound to be far more intense than before.
But for a nation, this was a good thing as it could enhance the allocation of resources.
Ivita sighed, "I know what Pinocchio wanted to give me."
The next moment, five Frankish cavalrymen were horrified to find their horses turning into sand and rapidly vanishing beneath them; then their armor dissolved into foam. They fell to the ground, and their bodies too began to transform into heaps of foam before swiftly disappearing into the air.
"My hand has turned into foam!"