What do I think about France waging this war? I think we are creating a new order that will restore honor to courage above all else, and will usher a more virile and heroic European age. The French army, our orchestra of cannons and rifles, has woken a sleepy continent. When our horses gallop through enemy lines and our sabers cut down Englishmen, Prussians, and Russians, our iron is not killing men. It is killing an entire social order that must give way to a new one, and this act of creation can only be purchased with blood and is redeemable in blood only. Our flintlock rifles and gunpowder are instruments of divination, for we craft our foreknowledge of the future by crafting the future through war.
Let the petrified and decrepit monarchies cling to their faith in superstition and mediocrity. We have showed them our faith in the sword. No just cause sanctifies our war, our war sanctifies our cause; war for the sake of conquest, a conquest laid upon the foundations of a purer and perennial truth of fire, steel, and unrelenting violence. Everytime my blade slices open an enemy throat, a Macedonian phalangite is resurrected. Everytime the lead ball fired from my rifle decapitates some poor bastard that stands in my sights, a Caesarian legionnaire returns to life. And everytime our cannon balls lay along an entire column of men that are placed at the sacrificial altar of war, vigor and the élan vital return to the Spanish conquistador. We have all done our part in conquest for the sake of conquest and now that it is our turn we delve our task duly.
Let seas of blood be poured and sweep away the cobwebs of the past. Let no great man of action cower before the life of struggle and fire. Let Europe bleed so the giant French sycamore grows in strength, power, and prestige. I am a soldier of Napoleon, of the Empire, of France, and of the Revolution.
What do I think about France waging this war? I think we should win.