The wind howled as the yellow sand swept across.
In the heavy atmosphere of the scene, Chen Yang appeared like a frozen painting.
Countless pairs of eyes gathered upon him, including naturally those of Gu Zhiqing.
Looking at the man beside her, she felt a mix of emotions in her heart.
In the secular world, he was a Martial Guard.
Ten years of military service propelled him to the position of Supreme Martial Commander, defending that richly adorned Myriad Mile Territory.
How many young men had fallen beside him, building this unstoppable War God of the State, capable of defending endless lands and bearing the weight of national pride, unwavering to death?
She couldn't imagine.
Yet he walked this path, even when some people forced him to have no place to stand, amidst continuous defeats at the frontline during national wars, resolutely rallying his former troops to decisively end the Barbarians with an unprecedented battle.
