Seeing Xiao Ying lying in a pool of blood, with blood mixed with black hair all over his body and face, Xiao Yesheng thought: He was determined not to survive.
In front of the two armies, no soldier was injured, but the commander wiped his neck and committed suicide.
Xiao Yesheng was simply shocked and disgusted. He had been running at night, but he never expected such a result. He had shared the time and mountains and rivers for more than ten years, but why did the second brother insist on fighting against the enemy? But the man would never answer him again.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
