The sun had set, yet there was still some faint light. Outside the East City Gate of Bing City, several siege vehicles were parked at the gate, surrounded by the bodies of Chen Army soldiers lying in pools of blood, and several shattered, paralyzed cloud ladders.
On the city walls, the Jin Xia garrison leaned against the battlements, gasping for air.
"Phew, we finally held them back..."
"Why was the Chen Army so fierce today? We lost so many brothers..."
"I don't know, but I heard the Chen Army has completely surrounded Bing City, seems like they don't want us to escape."
"Have you heard? They say after the Chen Army took Yao'er City, they killed all our captured brothers without leaving a single survivor, cutting off their heads to build a monument. I also heard the Chen Army's marquis said he would kill us all, not sparing anyone."
"What? If the Chen Army breaks in, aren't they going to build another monument here with our heads?"
