Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.

Don't wait any longer. The young man's head will turn gray and he will be filled with sorrow.

The shame of national subjugation has not yet snowed. The hatred of the ministers, when will it be destroyed? Driving a long chariot, trampling through the gap in Helan Mountain.

The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty.

Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que……"

Zhou Yasheng, who had already stepped onto the carriage, heard Xu Tong singing and listened sideways for a moment. Suddenly, veins popped up on his forehead and blood surged in his chest.

"puff!

"

A mouthful of blood sprayed on the car curtain, and there was a bang, and the person was so angry that he fainted.

It is said that after Zhou Yasheng returned, he resigned and returned to his hometown. Within three months, he died of depression. In his last breath, he cursed: "The traitor Yang Hong must be punished!"
Chapter completed!