The military array was strictly ordered, rolling through midair like a torrential stream.
The magnificent military presence made everyone's soul tremble, and their bodies couldn't stop shivering.
Feng Yin stood straight, looking at the sky at those familiar faces that came before him one by one, each passing by.
Each of them greeted him.
Each person said, "General Meng, thank you! This life is complete, in the next life we will definitely follow under General Meng's command and fight on the battlefield again!"
Feng Yin felt his nose sting.
Even with his resolve, he couldn't help the tears blurring his vision.
Countless old soldiers from those years noticed this scene, in their homes, they straightened their aged, stooped bodies with all their might, faces solemn, saluting towards the sky.
It was as if... they were still in that formation.
Finally, when General Meng's central army passed by, everyone's faces were clear, but General Meng's face was blurry and very ethereal!