Old Du was forty years old this year. Ever since he enlisted at eighteen, twenty-two years had passed. His luck had always been rather poor; those who had enlisted in the same batch as him had either retired to their hometowns to live out their old years or died on the battlefield.
As for saying his luck was bad, it was because among the survivors of his cohort, basically none were still lingering in the position of a Banner Commander like him.
The majority of them had already risen to become General Commanders, Battalion Commanders, or even reached the threshold of Deputy Battalion Commanders. Only he, at forty, was still lingering in the post of Banner Commander.
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