Their two hundred thousand were scattered among the three armies, following the young girl who had been promoted to Commander of the Army as she led them into battle. The girl trained her troops like a deity, yet in the successive dozens of battles they still lost tens of thousands of soldiers. By the time they repelled Dajin and stabilized the border, only one hundred and fifty thousand remained. It was then that the girl returned with her troops to the Imperial Court and also resigned her commission to Departure from the Capital. But little did she expect that the situation would turn turbulent, and the Ninth Princess suddenly lost her power, faced with the pressure from the Imperial Court, the loyalty of people could easily shift. Tens of thousands died in resistance, and tens of thousands betrayed their initial blood oaths and beliefs, leaving only these eighty thousand "Ghosts." Along the way, they had witnessed bloodshed and passed through scenes akin to mountains of swords and seas of fire, and though their numbers constantly decreased, these last eighty thousand, this final octet of eight thousand, were still as resolute as iron, willing to lay down their lives and shed their blood rather than betray their true hearts and accept the Imperial Court’s enticement. While alive, they were the General’s people; in death, they were the General’s spirits. From the ethereal heavens to the Yellow Spring Road, they would eternally follow through life and death! Zhang Yu’s thoughts were wrenched from her memories. She looked towards Yun Ge and said with a hoarse voice, "Doctor Yun, do you know that in our hearts, the General will always be the one who initially saved us from misery and also offered us a glimmer of hope? Even after she was promoted to Marshal and praised by many, she remains our General." "After the General departed from the Capital, you said we should see people when alive, and see the body when dead! If she’s alive, we will stay by her side, but if the General has passed away, we too swear to follow her to death, to spare her the loneliness on the Yellow Spring Road." "I know you and the General are close friends, but likewise, the General occupies a significant place in our hearts, which is anything but ordinary." Having someone’s sole affection is common to all. Zhang Yu went on talking, but in truth, she just wanted to express one thing; she didn’t want to leave, didn’t want to be apart from the General, and she also very much wanted to spend more time with the General. Zhang Yu suddenly blinked, "Can someone else take care of Nu Woer’s matter? I want to stay." Yun Ge couldn’t help but smile, "It wouldn’t be fair to the others if only you stayed behind." Zhang Yu rubbed her nose in frustration, "But wouldn’t it be even more unfair to us if you alone stayed?" Yun Ge glanced at her, her expression composed, "I met Purple chervil when we were nobodies and stayed together for ten years, can you compare to that?" "Uh..." I’m at a loss for words!! After Dong Huiying rushed into the east room, she first composed herself, then called out to each in turn. "What just happened? That fourth son of the Liang family..." Xu Wenzhou was full of concern but stopped himself. Dong Huiying smiled, "It’s nothing, that’s just his personality. Actually, here’s the thing, Shujun and I plan, after finding Shujun, to travel around. Mother, Father, you’ve lived in the mountains for too long, probably never been elsewhere, so why not come along with us? It would be a good opportunity to travel around and experience the outside world." Xu Wenzhou fell into deep thought. He looked to Dong Feiyan, "My wife, I think Baobao’s suggestion is excellent. We’ve spent many years in the mountains, a whole lifetime busy with children and a few acres of land, never truly living for ourselves even for a day. Now, while we’re not too old and still can move about, why not travel around and not live this life in vain?" Dong Feiyan pondered, giving Dong Huiying a deep look, "Alright, we’ll go with Baobao!"