Tens of thousands of iron cavalry, who once ravaged the distant lands and the proud warriors of the grasslands, at this moment, put down their pride. No, it is precisely because of their courageous pride that at this moment, they chose this way, without holding back, an exhilarating and unrestrained finale.
The Khan King's expression on the grassland was complex, watching the old man climb back up again in a blood-soaked state, he suddenly spoke softly.
"I envy them greatly."
The general next to him raised his head:
"Great Khan?"
The Khan King's eyes were deep and quiet, as if through the opponent in front of him, he saw a far more distant place, that was the land behind the vast Western Regions, he said:
"The Central Plains never lack heroes."
The general replied: "But the people there are as weak as sheep."
The Great Khan King of Dichi nodded and said:
"Because the people there are always well-protected by the bravest among them."
