In the villa, Zhang Guifa called his trusted associates for a meeting, each of them filled with disappointment.
Long Fei and Lin Yingying had gone to the site of the Changping battle, a place surrounded by mountains on three sides, with the Pill River running from north to south throughout the territory. The rugged mountains and strategic terrain had always been contested by military strategists.
The Battle of Changping had affected more than half of Gaoping, involving more than fifty mountains, valleys, passes, roads, and towns.
So far, only two or three burial pits had been unearthed, their skeletal remains piled up and petrified together.
The twisted bones entangled with each other suggested an agonizing death.
Lin Yingying, following him around in this eerie place late at night, yawned out of boredom and said, "It's late, what are you looking at here? Besides wasteland, there's just coal piles. What's there to see?"
