Chapter 90: The Lost Eighth Legion
Rustling, whispering. On a narrow, weed-choked path, a dust-covered traveler trudged forward slowly. It was said that, a few years ago before the imperial capital slashed the military budget, there…
Rustling, whispering. On a narrow, weed-choked path, a dust-covered traveler trudged forward slowly. It was said that, a few years ago before the imperial capital slashed the military budget, there…