Ardent, Lion-hearted Souls

Zhan Ge felt chills in his heart, vaguely wondering if, perhaps, his thought might be true. It was not that his teacher had not noticed, but it was more of executing the previous measures until the very end.

On the morning of the second day, before the sun lit up the sky, the dawn of winter came exceptionally late.

However, the abrupt cry to kill that rang across the sky almost tore through the dark night.

Dongxuan's focused attack was finally and officially launched. Yutang's troops who had been thoroughly worn out in the Fortress of Resilience struggled wearily to the top of the wall at once.