Thirteenth year of Great Xia, fifth day of the first month, night.
Bang!
"Brothers, the Guangning Mountain Camp has been breached, follow this general and kill the enemy!"
Fifteen kilometers north of River Valley Village, on the western side of Cai Qiu's Guangning Mountain Camp, the sounds of slaughter shook the heavens. As the heavy western stockade gate crashed down, Hou Bing's high, piercing command rang through the air.
Then, a mass of Xia Army soldiers surged forward, trampling over the fallen gate like a tide as they charged in to kill.
"Wasn't the Xia Army stationed at River Valley Village? Where did these ones come from?"
"They must have circled around from somewhere else to raid the camp."
"No, no, the main body of the Xia Army is at River Valley Village, I saw it with my own eyes. At River Valley Village, wearing Great Xia standard War Armor, there were at least fifty to sixty thousand men. This isn't the Xia Army's main force."
