Chapter 87 The Untold Story of Doctor Feng and Marshal Meng_7

After finishing the story, the storyteller still sighed several times.

Although he had told this tale a thousand times over, each time he spoke of it, his spirit was shaken and he was filled with emotion.

The story was over.

Still, there was silence as profound as if not a crow or sparrow was to be heard.

Several old veterans were sobbing quietly, their grief strikingly evident.

"We should go and offer incense to the Great Marshal tonight."

One of the veterans wiped his eyes, "Who knows if in this life there will be another chance to offer a stick of incense in front of the Great Marshal's tomb in the Capital City. Sigh."