Splitting up with XiMen

The huge group of soldiers and warhorses had already successfully entered the pass, leaving Ling Tian alone. Gazing at the plains, he only felt an intense desire to let out a sigh.

At this same time next year, probably even the soil mounds will have disappeared, right? If that's the case, then who will still remember the intense killing done on this piece of land? Who will remember that a once powerful country was reduced to nothing here? And as for the forest of white bones buried below the soil, how many of them still have a beautiful wife at home looking out of the door every day, pining for them? How many of them will appear once again, in the dreams of their lovers at midnight?

Those pitiful bones left to wander along the side of the river,

While their wives at home still dream of their return!