After reading the newspaper, Tong Zhenye burst into hearty laughter.
The article in the newspaper was giving him what he considered to be the proudest moment in his life.
He never imagined that anyone would remember, let alone publish it.
He really cherished this memory.
He recalled that it was during the year 360 of Dayao's calendar and that the rainy season was coming soon.
A year earlier, Dayao's first emperor had taken the brave veterans who fought 36 years ago as well as many top experts from the imperial court and journeyed deep into the Sixty Thousand Mountains. From that point on, all contact was lost.
The new emperor had just been enthroned, and Great Xia was eyeing the northern region of Dayao like a tiger waiting to pounce.
