In the Overlord's tent, looking at Yu Ji who fell to the ground, I felt like crying without tears. This sword was as sharp as clay. Many heroes had died because of it, but in the end they killed their beloved; Outside the tent, hundreds of thousands of Han troops were armed with spears like reeds and arrows like locusts. Looking at the dark clouds in the sky, they had no choice but to wipe away their tears, mount their Wuzui horses, and run all the way... By the Wujiang River, the Overlord Spear finally stopped killing. , facing the river that once nurtured him, he felt extremely sad, and the cold wind brought back memories of the past. I don’t regret that I didn’t win the world, I just feel sad that the people I loved died because of it! Don't be depressed, the setting sun in the sky is like blood, just in time to accompany the hero on his journey!