The Concubine of the Zhu Family Is Making Camp Every Step of the Way. This Broken Mountain and River

"Come with me!" Gu Qingyuan shouted loudly, with a tremor in his voice that he was not even aware of. The silver spear drew a cold arc in the air, and the wind carried the smell of blood past his ears, mixed with the groans of wounded soldiers and the whine of war horses. She looked at the fallen face of the soldier. His eyes were wide open until he died, just like the look in his mother's eyes when she was taken away. "Kill——!" She suddenly rushed towards the densest enemy area like crazy, her silver spear dancing like flying, and the blood mist whipped up by the wind of the spear splashed on her face, as hot as fire. She couldn't stop. Behind her were her brothers who were still breathing, the people who might suffer after the city was destroyed, and the "shattered mountains and rivers" that her father had protected with his life. As for those grievances and entanglements, maybe when we fight this bloody road and save this last spark, we can look back and understand whether it was fate or whether they have become a piece of rubble to protect the country in troubled times...