Siege of Black Wind Stronghold (Asking for guaranteed monthly tickets at the start of the month)

Black Mountain wound and coiled for ten thousand li, bordering more than a dozen great provinces.

It was a rare "no-man's-land" within the Great Feng Dynasty.

There was no helping it. Black Mountain was filled with ravines and dense forests.

Ferocious beasts and vicious insects were everywhere.

Even the bandits who ran rampant here only dared occupy certain areas within the mountains.

They lived by robbing passing caravans.

However, for a long time now, no news of mountain bandits had come out of Black Mountain.

It was as if the bandits had vanished from Black Mountain entirely.

On this day.

Outside Black Mountain, at some unknown time, a vast, dark mass of troops had gathered.

These troops numbered seven or eight hundred thousand, sealing off every mountain road and entrance to Black Mountain as if facing a formidable enemy.

Even for a mighty power like the Great Feng Dynasty, gathering seven or eight hundred thousand soldiers at once required mobilizing the elites of several provinces.

If they truly did that, then what they faced would inevitably be turmoil on a massive scale.

It would be enough to affect the foundation of several, even ten or twenty provinces of the Great Feng Dynasty.

Since the founding of the Great Feng Dynasty, deployments on such a scale had been few and far between.

Most had been to deal with remnants of the previous dynasty.

At the beginning of the Great Feng Dynasty's founding, the strength of those remnants had still been very powerful.

But as the Great Feng Dynasty continued to encircle and suppress them, the remnants grew weaker and weaker.

Until several decades ago, they had been reduced to a third-rate force like the Red Lotus Sect, which did not even have a Path Entrant Dharma Master.

In the end, they