Every step you take is a struggle and a painful transformation.

When Fan Qing saw this chaotic world, he knew his limits.

At the darkest moment, I saw the back, grabbed the palm of the light stretching out, and then fought under the banner. He struggled all the way, struggling and struggling forward. I don’t know when it started, but everyone around had changed.

His opponents, his teammates, his enemies, his comrades.

They are all heroes of this era, with their own past and heroism, with their own great wishes, either from a noble family, or with great talent, or with incredible blessings and luck.

Only he is as tiny as grass, and is unbearable.

Even he himself knew that with the changes of the times and the increasing intensity of the battlefield, he, who is still at the fifth level, still has no qualifications to set foot on that final battlefield.

Perhaps, as the first member of Tsze Mansion.

As the confidant general of the King of Qin who everyone thinks, just hide behind like this and become a general who assists the rear.

When the world is peaceful in the future, His Highness the King of Qin will definitely not treat him unfairly.

But I don't want this at all.

Fan Qing whispered softly.

I tell you to move forward bravely, I tell you to strive for progress.

I tell you that we live and die together, and we must open up a new era.

How can I hide behind?

How can I send the soldiers I brought out to the front line and hide them behind myself? How can I, the help to you is getting smaller and smaller, how can I be left behind by everyone-"

Even if it is a tiny weed, it must have its own fiery flame.

The body is like grass, and the life is like sparks.

Isn’t it said that I have no clothes and I am with my son?

Wang Yuxing's army.

Fix my spear.
Chapter completed!