C240 No More Meetings End of Book

Suddenly, a year had passed, and Great Jin s had been in a stalemate ever since the battle started. In the blink of an eye, it was already the 28th month of the Magnificent Summer Calendar, and even the Pingyun Peak, which was always at the edge of the cold Great Loong s, had also gradually warmed up — —

"Crown Prince, there's a message from the capital."

On the high city wall of Pingyun Pass