War, no, more precisely, it should be called a massacre.
Lann Yuan led hundreds of thousands of troops, and the slaughter in Tianlan Imperial City lasted a day and a night before gradually coming to a halt.
From the city walls, city gates, streets all the way to the Imperial Palace, there lay countless incomplete corpses, blood splattered everywhere, the entire Tianlan Imperial City was filled with a thick scent of blood, and a mist of blood hung in the air.
It seemed that even the heavens were mourning for the world today, as the sky was overcast and gloomy, with occasional cold winds howling, resembling the cries of people wailing.
The former ruler of Tianlan Empire, Lann Yuan, still stood proudly high in the sky, looking down at this former imperial city and the palace where he once resided, his face solemn and majestic, showing neither joy nor sorrow.
Hundreds of thousands of troops filled the skies and the earth, having now surrounded the Tianlan Imperial Palace completely.
