The current situation could fairly be called a desperate trap. Gu Yuanda's heart was filled with desolation.
The Sect Masters Chang Linxian of Void Spirit Manor, Zang Feng of Pavilion of Upholding Righteousness, and Luo Yanzhen of Great Joy Mountain accompanied him as they inspected the city wall. Seeing the earthen mountain opposite them, already taller than their wall, their hearts too were filled with grief and indignation.
It was easy to imagine that once the summit of the earthen mountain was pushed down again, it would basically fill the ravine between the city wall and the mound. A single slope would be enough for the Qi Army to launch an all-out downhill charge. They had heard of defending a city being reduced to such a state for the first time, and were seeing it for the first time as well.
They had originally stood high above the enemy, looking down on them. Now the enemy had somehow become the ones looking down on them. What kind of absurdity was this?
What lay before their eyes made it plain: the Qi Army's fortifications had reached this point, and they could launch their final assault at any moment.
The three Sect Masters were equally desolate, and equally hated Gao Pin for his despicable methods. He had actually used them in such a manner, leaving them trapped in a city of sorrow.
In war, nothing was too deceitful! They had truly learned what it meant for nothing to be too deceitful in war. The way those battlefield commanders plotted and arranged matters before and after the fact, using every means at their disposal, was like treating every force and faction across the battlefield as chess pieces to be moved about. After all their long schemes and far-reaching calculations, they had spun this