Great Wei Fengyun

The severed limbs fermented in the mud, and the rotten smell got into the gaps in the armor, eating away at the last bit of living breath. His eyelashes were dyed dark red by the bloody sunset. When the last ray of light penetrated the gaps between his fingers, he saw his shadow being crushed on the scorched earth covered with broken halberds, like a rubbled paint. In front of me, there is only the dilapidated city wall, a piece of golden wheat, and three playful teenagers... In the distance, there was a wild flower that smiled sweetly at him... He cried and laughed... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.