The next morning.
On the city wall of Ho Wizan, soldiers and civilians were carrying wood and bricks dismantled from houses to reinforce the defenses. Everyone was preparing for battle in full swing.
With reinforcements on the way and the Demon Dragon aiding them, their confidence was greatly boosted.
Even the nobles who hoped to surrender to the Tatars knew they had no room for retreat. They contributed money and manpower and joined the city defense with their private troops.
"Ho Wizan used to be quite a beautiful town. The snowmelt from the Zagros Mountains gathers into the Karun River, washing out fertile land through the mountain pass. We were born here, grew up here. If you came at another time, the girls of Ho Wizan would offer you the sweetest grape juice and freshly baked bread."
"But now, nothing is left."
