Chapter 199:
Night falls, the bright moon hangs high.
The lone city’s old soldier returned victorious, Qiao Mu also killed an inhuman, bringing rare joy to this city that had suffered for forty years.
This night, the half city is restless and unable to sleep.
The bodies of Qiao Shuangsen and Dao Shun were taken out of the city again and Captain Hai, along with the old soldiers, prepared to bury them on a small hill next to the city walls, amidst the countless soldier gravestones.
Qiao Shuangsen is being buried, while Dao Shun’s body is naturally used to mourn the deceased.
Among the gravestones of these one hundred thousand soldiers, there is now a tomb belonging to Qiao Shuangsen.
"It has been forty years…" Captain Hai, facing the night breeze, raised a cup of wine and poured it onto the gravestone.
The wine flowed down the stone monument, seeping into the soil silently, accompanied only by the rustling sound of the wind.
The lonely city had been besieged for forty years, where could they find surplus food to make wine?