Several giant bonfires are blazing fiercely, their flames reaching up to the sky more than ten meters high. The thick smoke turns the night sky dark gray, with snowflakes already driven away by the high temperature, and the cold currents around unable to penetrate.
Numerous elite Xia Army troops, clad in armor and weapons, have already formed a formation facing the city gate.
Several golden banners are made radiant by the swaying bonfires. No one in the entire army opens their mouth to speak, and in the vast military formation, besides the rustling of banners and the occasional clashing of armor from the soldiers moving, not a single other sound can be heard.
The atmosphere has already become extremely oppressive!
"Papa, Ah Yao misses you very much..."
However, in front of this ominous military formation, a girl's playful and slightly surprised voice suddenly sounded.
It turns out, directly in front of the military formation, there's an open-air main general's platform set up.
