a night of snow covered the earth with a layer of soft silver sand, and buried the ground that was dyed red with blood.

outside Zixiao City, in a spacious open space, there are hundreds of tomb cards polished by bluestones, on which are engraved with one name after another.

this is the cemetery built by Zixiao for those who died in the war.

the cold wind, the rustling wind, blows on the face, causing bone piercing pain.

don't stand in front of this large tomb plate with Zixiao people in awe, looking extremely sad. In his eyes, Zixiao is his good brother from top to bottom. There is no...