"Surrender, surrendered?" Kelbu, upon realizing it, asked incredulously. He didn't know how he managed through the past seven or eight days, but he still remembered the suffering he endured during these days.
The soldiers around him fell one after another, and those familiar faces all turned into cold corpses amidst the rubble.
If the order to surrender had been issued a little earlier, would those young lives he knew not have died so humbly in unknown corners?
He glanced at Aigole, who was drinking water, and suddenly couldn't help but shed tears. Yes, he cried, cried recklessly, not even willing to hide his own misery.
"Wuh...wuh...ah..." The more he cried, the louder his voice became. At this moment, Aigole also put down the water bottle and squatted on the ground, feeling sad.
