Gusu Tune

The wind blew sharply like a knife, causing my face to hurt. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't. It just felt like a needle pricking my heart. Dark clouds blocked the light, and it was so groggy that people couldn't breathe, and even breathing seemed to require effort. The tower below was already filled with dense soldiers. They all looked at me seriously, as if they were looking at ants. I knew that they were silent, waiting for his instructions.