The three armies were defeated, the remaining three thousand soldiers were depleted of ammunition and food, and were besieged by a hundred thousand cavalry. Coach Pei Zheng, everyone thought he was going to die - until the sand table collapsed inch by inch under his feet, and the enemy's seven-way ambush turned into a self-burial pit for them! No one knows that in his last life, he carried these three thousand heroic souls to replace the body of the man behind him, in exchange for the title of the most heroic figure in the history books. The enemy stepped on his loyal bones and smiled, and the trash who ate people without spitting out bones was sitting in the temple waiting for him to come back and die. Now, with his armor stained with blood, he tore open his watch and smiled slightly: "Pie your pockets, our army has a habit - leave no one alive."
