The Tang Sand in the coffin listened to the raindrops hitting the green tiles, making a crisp Tingting sound, like the most beautiful music in the world.

She only hoped that the rain would last longer and be heavier. This is God's mercy on the world. It was it that threw a heavy rain on the clear earth.

Qingming Festival, a time to pay tribute to the dead. Should next year's Qingming pay tribute to the surviving person?

Sure enough, time is a terrible thing. Now I don't seem to miss my uncle and my brother so much.

It's been a long, long time since I've dreamed about those things.

Wrapped in his own blanket, and the sound of the rain, he gradually fell into a deep sleep.

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The rain not only soaked the land, but also washed away the bloody corpses.

Ye Xuanyuan stood in the sea of corpses, dazed.

He slowly raised his hand.

The rain hits the fingertips, then slides over the knuckles, collects in the bone knot on the back of the hand, and drip down again.

The battle is over, and the day is dawning.

This battle is a great victory.

Because of Bodhiya's tactical missteps, the cart was turned upside down. As a result, Di Yue's army lost more than half of it in this battle alone.

And Ye Xuanyuan's loss was less than five thousand.

Yes, it was obviously a great victory, but why, so depressed, so depressed that he was about to lose his breath.

I have obviously witnessed so many lives and deaths, and I obviously think that I can face the death of everyone around me with a hard heart, including myself.

Obviously, he is telling them on weekdays that boys should die on the battlefield and serve the country.

But why am I still so sad?

Ye Xuanyuan looked up at the sky, letting the rain slap on his face and eyes.

His eyes were red and bloodshot.

His eyes are blurry and he can't see the world clearly.

He felt that this rain was really good.

Wang Qi had never seen such a soulless general, so silent, so sad.

Wang Qi knew that this was not only the case for the general, but also for himself, as well as for the thousands of soldiers under him.

Yishuang just lay quietly at the foot of Ye Xuanyuan,

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