The Tang Army's bombing came fast and went just as quickly. Five silver-white gigantic birds seemed to only hum once around the valley, leaving behind a scene of devastation, then they vanished into the horizon.
They did not look back, because there was no need to. In such desolate mountains and wilderness, a single big fire was enough to consume everything left behind.
The Great Tang Empire's White Swans disappeared over the horizon, leaving only the fire blazing into the sky behind them. Sofia's painstakingly managed "Black Crow Empire" was reduced to a sea of fire in an instant.
The once lush forest was now consumed by flames, the blazing fire turning half the sky blood-red. Thick smoke rose like a black python, rolling towards the heavens, blocking out the sun.
The air was filled with a suffocating smell of burning, the crackling of burning wood, the crashing of collapsing building materials, mixed with panicked cries and wails, forming a tragic ballad of earthly inferno.
