C164 A Lot of Hot Blood Is Sent to the Mountains and Rivers

At the border, a man dressed in silver grey armor and wearing a helmet of the same colour stood on top of a hill and gazed out into the vast desert. Smoke rose in spirals from the desert and rose into the sky before disappearing into the distance. The city gates were sealed, as if tightly locking the helplessness in the hearts of the soldiers. The war had already lasted for two months