deputy prime minister, Dong A, stood with his hands by his side, silent.Outside the ruins of Fenglin City.>With hair as black as ink, Du Ruhui stood with his hands clasped behind him. Though his face...e city, and cries of "four sides besieged" echo through the air.Today, I hear the war drums...Who is it from that you came, my dearLet me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!Jiang Wa...