Artillery shells and tank rounds flew toward Wei Tianyang's direction, brightening the darkness like shooting stars.
The People's Army had no idea who was coming or where the invaders were, so they could only fire blindly in the loudest direction.
The entire mountain seemed as if its peak had been sheared off, as a dense mass of soil followed the boulders hurtling down, destroying the buildings closest to the mountain's base.
The plunging mud wave buried a quarter of Linjiang City twelve meters deep.
Wei Tianyang activated his senses and felt hundreds of metal pieces flying through the air within his reach, his eyes flashed, capturing all of them.
Those were the shells fired at him.
The fuses were already triggered, set to explode upon impact.
Explosions occurred occasionally above him and to his sides, but the People's Army's firepower was too weak, and their mortars couldn't reach this far from the city area.