"The Fang family's Army died to protect the country."
"Tens of thousands of people have died, but because no one has taken care of them, they have become lonely ghosts. It was the Fang family who collected the corpses of the soldiers and raised them all these years."
"Other than the Fang clan, no one else can control these tens of thousands of nether soldiers."
"Do you know who the ghost general is?" The granny at the head of the bed stood respectfully behind Jiang huailu, looking at the sky.
it's the great general of the previous dynasty of Dongli, who we often have conflicts with.
"When we set off from Dongli, we were unstoppable. It was the Fang family's Army that blocked everything with their bodies, the two sides were mortal enemies. An enemy from life to death." The old woman at the head of the bed sighed. These things were passed down by the old man.
