It snowed all winter. The originally noisy city of Chang'an was shrouded in silvery silence.
Passers-by looked flustered and walked in a hurry.
The vendors on the street were wearing thick coats, with only two eyes exposed, as if they had no energy to do business.
This winter seems to be extremely cold. People gather together in twos and threes, rubbing their hands with each other to keep warm. They seem to be anxiously waiting for something.
Suddenly a roar broke through the silent sky.
From a distance, a young man in red military uniform was galloping towards him on horseback.
"It's Major General Baili!" The crowd quickly exploded into a commotion against Guo.
"There is hope, there is hope!" Some people actually cried with joy.
"Major General Baili!"
"Major General Baili!"
"Major General Baili!!"
...
The crowd surrounded the young man, so excited that he knelt down immediately.
This young man is extremely beautiful.
Her black hair was like ink, her eyes were as bright as stars, and her skin was so white that it was almost transparent.
This young man is also extremely proud.
He raised his head proudly, as if he didn't hear the cheers of the people at all. As it should be. His pride was innate.
But he does have his proud capital. As a seventeen-year-old major general, this is almost an unprecedented honor.
If you look carefully from bottom to top, you will see that this young major general has a tear mole. Some people say that this is destined to be a fate of bad luck.