C191 You Have Played a Trick Cold Owl

Night was approaching.

The night at the border had become cold and clear.

The moon was bright, the stars hung high in the sky, and the milky way was beautiful.

The soldiers walked back and forth on the burning torches that lit up the night sky.

Just like Fenng Huan said, they were like mindless puppets, repeating the motions of walking forever.

At the beginning of the month