Generals and Puppet Emperors

My pupils diverged slightly, and through the smell of wolf smoke, I caught a very rare bit of blue sky.

I stuck the blood-stained sword on a small mound beside me, and there was blood winding down my arm, carrying a cruel and bloody aura.

I stood in silence, just standing there, and probably the only thing I could do was mourn.It is hoped that the spirits of the dead warriors can find their way back in the next life.

There were no crows circling in mid-air, the smell of blood was too strong, and the ground was almost dyed dark brown, even crows that naturally liked to peck at carrion corpses would not stop.

"General."

Someone called me, but in an instant, a small but gorgeous flame ignited in the depths of my pupils.

That's soldiers clearing the field.

No one can tell whether the corpses lying on the ground are enemies or comrades-in-arms. The only thing that can verify whether they are alive or dead is the roster.

The enemy's corpses were stacked with those of our soldiers and burned to death in the hot tongues of fire.

I have seen many deaths.

But still feel extremely empty after the war.

There seemed to be a mountain of pressure on my spine.

Fortunately, I am strong-willed, and I will not have all kinds of depressed bad emotions-once these things are stimulated

Come on, I can already predict the end of the soldier.

On the battlefield, negative people can only face death. This battlefield survived, but the next time or the next time is hard to say.

And this time, Aman was with me.

I wiped the blood on my clothes, and carefully held the peace charm made of that piece of cloth.

With it, it seems that Aman has always been by my side and never left.

The fire quickly finished its job, and black smoke swirled up into the sky.

I squirmed my lips, but didn't say anything.

We can't tell whether the stumps on the ground belong to the enemy or comrades in arms. The only thing we can do is to say goodbye silently. Every time at this time, there will always be unreasonable regret in my heart.

The joy brought by the bonfire and wine last night has become insignificant in the silent passing of life.

We are heartbroken and sad, but we have to support each other and move on.

Our lives belong to the country, love and hatred should be put aside.

But I have violated the "righteousness" and put love and the country at the same height. The dead things bound by laws and morals are not as good as the little lover I watched growing up in my heart.

Yes……

I can perform my duties meticulously.

But at the same time, he has already fallen into the vicious circle of human emotions.

I flicked the blood off the long sword, the expression on my face was numb.

I can't let go of everything I own.

and so.

wait for me.Aman.

My greatest hope is that in the second half of our lives, we can live an ordinary life and love each other.

For you who I love, and for myself who is loved by you.

I was thinking about it again and again.

I finally got out of that empty state, and my faith became stronger.

The number of casualties was counted, and then the troops continued to move forward.

Get up fast.

We are going to support, we need speed and caution, but within a day of being on the road, we have already been surrounded and suppressed, which has to make all of us feel tense.

Even me, is no exception.

Fortunately, our whereabouts seemed to be captured by accident, and the battle ended too soon, so they couldn't seize the opportunity to pass our news over.

There were no dangers along the way, and fatigue abounded.

But these fatigues quickly disappeared.I think there must be warmth on my face.

I stretched out my arms and embraced the old man with some surprise.

The author has something to say:

Happy April Fools' Day.

It is said that I can finish this month.