Behind the trenches stood tall wooden fort walls, with watchtowers and lookout towers set at intervals along the walls. Shadows flitted above, their vigilant eyes scanning the surroundings.
At the four corners of the camp, several towering earthen platforms were erected, mounted with fearsome new-style heavy cannons with dark muzzles pointing toward the direction of the Goryeo Ghost Land.
Inside the camp, banners fluttered in the wind, with large flags emblazoned with the characters for "Xuan," "Liaodong," "Border Pacification," fluttering in the cold wind and snow.
The shouts of men, the neighing of horses, the clashing of weapons, the drilling of firearms, and the deep sound of horns mingled together, forming a vast and oppressive atmosphere of war.
The air was filled with the smells of smoke, horse manure, rust, and a faint, pervasive heat formed from countless campfires and human bodies, lingering in the harsh cold.
The entire camp exuded a suffocating aura of deadly intent.
