Zhou Dahu has already walked very far.

But he couldn't help but stop.

He felt that taking another step forward was like a mistake, and all of it was like missing the most precious thing in his life.

He is reluctant to leave.

Reluctant to give up the pleasure of enlightenment.

I was reluctant to leave the kind of relationship that he had lived for half his life and could not meet and had always doubted that he never existed.

Because it is rare, cherish it.

Zhou Dahu cried, not for his brothers who died, nor for the Ming army soldiers who died in Shining Street.

Just because he met a love that he had hoped for but never met.

There are many dog ​​slaughterers who are righteous.

Zhou Dahu turned around suddenly and stepped towards Wu Zheng who was crying in the distance.

"I am willing to serve the Lord!" Zhou Dahu bowed to Wu Zheng's knees.

The thirty-seven surviving sluts were also turned with Zhou Dahu, who fell to the ground in front of Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng was surprised. He didn't know what changed Zhou Dahu's intentions.

The determination on the faces of the thirty-eight people in turn infected the Ming army soldiers and men present.

After this bloody battle, they have trust and respect for each other.

The fastest way to develop respect and friendship between soldiers is on the battlefield.

Leaving your back to your comrades with confidence is the primary condition for becoming a strong army.

But more importantly, the entire army was unified in an unanimous manner.
Chapter completed!