Soul Escape Tangshan

"The elm leaves in Guancheng are sparse and yellow early, and the clouds and sand are an ancient battlefield at dusk." Outside the border city, which was about to be breached, he murmured softly and seemed to be distracted. The Tibetan army at his feet was overwhelming and about to attack. Sure enough, the city gate collapsed. Then came a sharp arrow, which went straight to his throat. "Go!" The general saw that something was not going well, so he had to use his flesh and blood to block the fatal blow for him. The blood donation dyed his clothes red, and he finally came to his senses. When he turned around, he saw the wailing of the people on the border and the Tubo who were plundering to the fullest. "Has this battle been lost?" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.