The sea breeze carried a faint salty and fishy scent. However, as there were no farms or fishing boats in the vicinity, the odor wasn't overpowering. Jie Bing took a deep breath, a hint of relief appearing on his face. In his early years, he had been assigned by his father to lead 300,000 troops alongside General Meng Tian to defend the Great Wall. Though the sights and customs had long since changed beyond recognition, at least in his heart, he could once again relive the exuberance of his youth.
If not for the arrival of darkness, I should have been the Second Emperor of Qin, not my younger brother, who was thrust onto the throne after the empire collapsed.
