Inside the city, such a tragedy.
The same was true outside the city.
Many civilians attempting to escape were ultimately caught up and slaughtered by the foreign tribes.
Currently, the Northern Border of Yan can be described as nothing less than an inferno on earth.
"Shangjiangjun."
"Ahead is Martial Forest City."
"Originally, it had over fifty thousand people."
"It seems now that it too has been taken over by the foreign tribes."
"However, the foreign tribes appear to have left it undefended."
Zhao Feng led the large army, galloping madly towards the city, sweeping in.
Beside him, Gongsun Guang loudly reported.
"Enter the city."
Zhao Feng hesitated not.
He was concerned whether there were any survivors in the city.
Zhao Feng rode swiftly, approaching the city quickly.
Perhaps the foreign tribes were arrogant, or perhaps they simply did not consider Yan a threat, and certainly did not anticipate the Qin's arrival.
The city gate was closed.
