C197 Painstaking exercise

It had already been a month since the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the hundred thousand dead men army had already arrived at Tongguan.

Yang Zheng was among these people. Although he was a young leader, at this moment, he was no different from the rest. He was just a small soldier.

"Big brother Yang, the place we're staying at is too shabby!" One of the soldiers beside Yang Zheng said