It's a pity,
Looking up again,
The sky overhead still seems to be the same as before, yet it also feels particularly distant.
Sang Hu doesn't have the sentiment of wishing life could restart; instead, he has a sense of gratitude for life continuing to extend.
Yes,
Gratitude.
"Raise ——— Shoot!"
Inside Yangshan Village, the Chu people's projectiles continue to fly.
On the tower, after an arrow hits the pillar in front of him, two guards immediately raise their shields to protect Chi Mingyi.
The Yan people's earth-filling work is almost finished.
In fact, under normal conditions, Chi Mingyi should have dug two trenches at the camp's main entrance last night. Trenches like these, when facing cavalry, are often more effective and reliable than caltrops and cheval de frise.
