The women in the red wall are actually very sad. In their eyes, there is no love, no family affection, no friendship, and some are only enemies.
They live for fame and profit, not for themselves.
Maybe they have gained a status that is more than one person but less than ten thousand people, maybe they have been rich in money and materials that rivals the country, but they are actually not happy and not rich...
Here is a battlefield without gunpowder smoke, and fighting will always be their unchanging destiny.
And who can truly see the final end of this war...