"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
A sonorous bell toll shattered the silence of the night.
The Zhenxi Army's main camp plunged into chaos. A hundred meters ahead, a dark, overwhelming army tens of thousands strong was closing in.
The aura of battle was so thick it was suffocating.
The veterans were fine. Having seen this all before, they could even crack a joke or two, but the recruits' legs were already shaking uncontrollably.
Fortunately, the Zhenxi Army was already fully armed and prepared for the slaughter.
Despite having gone days without sleep, the ironclad discipline of the Zhenxi Army's soldiers ensured their strength had not waned much.
Several Generals had already appeared at the very front of the camp.
The white hair of Grand General Zhenxi danced in the fierce wind as he silently gazed at the army close at hand.
The great battle was finally about to begin.
Gao Xiong's heart was as still as an ancient well, utterly undisturbed.
