C301 Triumph
Song Chongjing stood on the sentry pavilion and gazed at Jiang-Nan city in the distance.
In his original impression, Jiangnan should be a gentle and beautiful place. It should be clear and beautiful, with clear clouds and clear wind, just like the most virtuous and gentle woman. At the very least, it should be a place that was very different from the battlefield he was once in.
But now