Indeed, as they saw the flags change beneath the city wall, the Xiyun soldiers' morale soared, and their assault grew even fiercer.
Unstoppable.
Boom!
At this moment, the gate of Jingye City was rammed open by the battering ram.
The men pushing the ram didn't know how many times they had struck; they only knew that once they broke open the gate, they continued to vigorously push the ram forward. As they advanced into Jingye City, they also pushed aside the Chilin soldiers blocking the gate, allowing their Xiyun soldiers to enter Jingye City.
"Kill!" Qi Weimeng led his men into the city, fighting fiercely against the Chilin soldiers.
It's either you die or I perish.
Sword glimmers, shadows of blades, sandstorms rage, blood mist permeates, majestic solemnity, and profoundly heroic yet mournful and bleak.
The longer the battle raged on, the more tragic it became, making it hard to watch, as even the heavens refused to clear, darkening instead.
