The Great Han Bearer: One man and one knife guard a city
The remnant sun is like blood, the blood on the ground flows like a river, and the stumps and broken bones are everywhere, just like the Shura dungeon. \nThirty before, one hundred this time.
\nWhat about the next time? \nWill it be three hundred, three thousand? \nI'm just one man, and I'm just a knife!
\nI'm so tired that I want to lie down! But in the lonely city behind me, there were five hundred and seventy-two old and weak women and children, pinning all their hopes on me.
The banner of the Martial King has long been stained red with blood, and the corpse of the Martial King has long since turned into nothingness. \nLu Changsheng is the only one, carrying the banner of the Martial King, standing tall.
\nIt's been six years! The long-awaited reinforcements from China are always disappointing. \nThere is only one person, one knife, and he has been alone in the lonely city for six years.
\nThe more you kill, the stronger you get. \nI, the Chinese, will never surrender!
