Liu Guixia didn't know about the southern army, but she had experienced the war. When she thought of the scene, her eyes turned red and she kept wiping her tears.
It was a hard time for them back then.
No one was sure if they were able to see tomorrow.
Even though Xue Yifu and the others had never experienced it before, they could all imagine the scene.
Everyone was silent.
Xue Yan was also silent. In his past life, he had seen such a scene before, more than once. Especially when the Shao family and the soldiers of the southern army had all died along with countless innocent citizens. Corpses were strewn all over the land, and blood flowed like rivers everywhere. The great South had almost become the territory of another country. That tragic and miserable scene was something that he would probably never forget for the rest of his life. At that time, the entire South of Da Ling had a bleak future.
