C310 Yi Shengxi's Plan

The chill of late autumn, edging into winter, permeated the night air, prompting all soldiers to don their warmest winter gear.

The sky was a deep, impenetrable black, devoid of stars or even the faintest hint of the moon. Darkness engulfed everything, reducing visibility to a mere whisper.

Outside the walls of Rowland, Loong Aotian and his troops were clad in winter attire