The sixth day of June...
It was raining lightly. Not far away from the city, he led three thousand soldiers and horses to attack the city.
Except for a few old people who were unwilling to leave, there were no common people in the city, and even the soldiers had lost hope. Every time I heard the general's powerful instructions coming from the window, and the weak answers from the soldiers, I felt like I couldn't laugh or cry.
This city seems to be dead and lifeless.
But he still wanted to win it desperately, because this is his hometown.
"Senior brother, will we meet today?"
I looked at a Buddhist scripture in my hand and thought of God. Everything in front of me seemed to have changed back to how it was fourteen years ago.
Thank you for the cover of Tea Picture Shop~
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