Chapter 312:
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Dark clouds loomed over the land like a king, pressing down on the city.
The Feather King Army had not yet begun to attack today, but a dark mist was already filling the city.
The city walls had not fallen yet, but the ground was littered with broken arrows and blood-stained rubble, remnants of the recent days of war.
The air was heavy with the lingering smell of blood and gunpowder, making it hard to breathe. Occasionally, cries and sobs would break the silence, only to be replaced quickly by stillness.
The Lord of the city rode a tall horse, patrolling the area near the city gate, his eyes filled with worry.
The Lord of Linhe City was a robust middle-aged man named Chen, who was said to have been a skilled martial artist in his younger years.
However, he had clearly changed from his prime. His eyes lacked the sharpness of his youth, and even his belly had grown slightly rounder, showing signs of neglect due to years of high position and lack of martial practice.
While Lord Chen encouraged his soldiers as he patrolled the front lines, his own worries outweighed those of the defending troops.