Time passed in a blur, and another half a year went by.
Lin Dong stood on the frontier wall, gazing out at the endless mountains intertwined with clouds at the horizon, his heart filled with immense pride, yet carrying a subtle concern scarcely perceived.
Since the farewell half a year ago at the Taoist temple, he embarked on this iron-blooded path, driven by deep affection for family and country and courage for the unknown.
From an ordinary soldier to the present General of Ten Thousand.
Every battle witnessed his growth and transformation, and his name spread like the beacon fires of the frontier, reaching far and wide.
However, behind the glory and achievements, Lin Dong's heart always held a concern—the Princess Haoyue, far away in the Capital City.
"I wonder how she is now." Lin Dong clenched his fist, aspiring now to become a Great General, leading soldiers in rebellion against foreign tribes.
