Now it's just the east wind.

The night slowly arrived.

The camp tents in the distance gradually swayed.

The night style on the grassland is outside the fierceness.

Bai Qi held a long spear in one hand and sat on the stone horse.

Ten riders behind him also held long spears in their hands.

Eleven people are like ghost knights under the night.

A piece of frost has condensed above the earth.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the long wind is shining.

"The wind rises!"

Bai Qi slowly lifted the long spear in his hand and pointed forward.

"Wind! Wind! Wind..."

This is a song about the charge of the Qin army.

The singing sounded, and I was invincible.

"kill!"

With a loud shout, it rang out on the grassland.

Under the cold moonlight, ten riders left in the dust.

The soldiers pointed directly at the place where Yuezhi's tent.

How can I know the country? I just try it with a sword?
Chapter completed!