On a snowy night, snow fell and torches were bright.

On the night with fluttering snowflakes, the battle was going on fiercely.

In the clanging of weapons, some people screamed and fell down; some people were injured and cried constantly; and some people shouted loudly and fought desperately...

All kinds of voices interwove into a tragic and sad war symphony.

On the battlefield, the snow-white ground was gradually dyed red by blood, giving ...