The dust is billowing. Zi lengyang makes up his mind and leads 18 cavalry to rush back to his position. The wind blows in the night. There is a slight echo in the mountain stream. Purple summoned all the troops and decided to die tomorrow in the camp. The white hair of purple clothes looks bleak and desolate. He takes out his handkerchief and warms its fragrance. He turns his head slightly and smiles: "Mo Yi, I'm afraid that I will go against our mission." At the age of 17, when they were guarding the border of Ziguo, they decided to fight for thousands of miles. They agreed that they...