บท 230: This Little Girl. She Was the True Piano Genius!

This time, the music was not as relaxed as before. Instead, it was passionate, as if they had suddenly entered a battlefield.

War flags fluttered, war drums sounded out, and soldiers charged forward to kill the enemy. Weapons clashed, blood flowed like rivers.

The brave soldiers, at the defeat of the enemy forces, wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursued their enemy but fell into a trap.

The music changed once again. They watched as the soldiers, who thought that victory was in their hands, were killed.

They were not willing to admit defeat but they could not do anything about it. Fresh blood splattered all over the flag, the eagle soaring between heaven and earth cried out. The mountains, rivers, and sunsets witnessed the fall of many unyielding, iron souls.

Since ancient times, the winners and losers had their own beliefs. They only fought for their country, not for themselves.

The song ended.