"Is it done?" Xie Feng asked as he saw the King of the North approaching with light steps.
"Done. You can start whenever you like." King Hu Yi nodded and looked at Xie Yao expectantly.
Earlier he felt incredibly saddened by the death of his soldiers. You should know that these men had been chosen by him when they were still young and were trained and nurtured step by step, trying to take care of them whenever possible. For the king, his soldiers were like his own sons and if even one of them died he would feel sad as a result... The king knew that it was impossible for anyone to not die on the battlefield, after all, war worked like that, it was cruel. However, now that the hope of bringing everyone back to life was right before his eyes, King Hu Yi felt incredibly relieved as if a huge rock of sadness pressing on his little heart had been lifted.
