Wang Chen had sacrificed his life while providing support to Shan He.
The remains of Wang Chen were not found during the lulls in the war when both sides were clearing the battlefield. His body had been intertwined with countless others, making it impossible to recover his complete remains.
Xu Qing silently looked into the distance. The world was dark and red light flickered from time to time along with deafening explosions.
In that direction was another war front in the western war zone. It was also the place where the army of the Yinghuang Province was guarding.
The captain was there, and so was Ancestor Xue Lianzi.
"I hope they're fine." Xu Qing mumbled inwardly.
He couldn't transmit his voice through the jade slip. This was restricted in the battlefield and only battle reports could be transmitted.
Suppression and silence were the rhythm of this battlefield.
The time to rest and reorganize was very short.