Lihan Chronology

"Like leaves falling in the wind..." Wang Luo looked at the carloads of Red Flag Army and heavy cavalry soldiers being sent back, and murmured helplessly. Under the broken armor, the bodies of the soldiers had long been mutilated with blood. After death, living people did not have the dignity of killed cattle and sheep. Siblings, relatives, friends, and even oneself are all trapped in the shackles of power. Wang Luo smelled the pungent smell of blood and stumbled as he took a step back. An arm supported the light Wang Luo. "The land stained by our blood will be planted with straw, and the enemy's heads are the seeds for spring plowing!"