Hundreds of miles away, broken weapons and blood-soaked severed limbs lay scattered across the city walls and the ground below.
The setting sun cast long, slanted shadows over arrows snapped in two.
"This city was nothing but a lure set by Li Mu. How treacherous!"
Li Xin stood upon the ramparts, sighing in desolation as he looked around to find few of his men remaining.
Even these survivors were now wounded, their blades notched and their combat effectiveness severely diminished.
Beyond the city, a vast sea of Zhao State elites was closing in.
These were the elite border troops dispatched by Li Mu; their formation was orderly, their momentum like a rainbow, resembling a giant beast with its maw agape, ready to swallow the remnants atop the walls.
Li Mu had deliberately exposed a flaw in this direction, leading Li Xin to believe the city was easily taken and that he could cut off Li Mu's retreat.
Little did he know, Li Mu had treated the entire city as bait, allowing him to charge in only to surround him with hidden troops.
The goal was to completely annihilate this detachment before gathering strength to deal with Meng Wu's forces.
A sense of despair gripped Li Xin's heart. Having penetrated deep behind enemy lines, he had successfully occupied the city, but now he had no path of retreat.
With his current strength, he feared he could not hold out for long.
In this position, neither Meng Wu nor Wang Jian could arrive to provide support.
"Reinforcements will arrive in three days! Hold this city at all costs!"
Amidst his sigh, Li Xin suddenly widened his eyes, roaring the order with the spirit of a tiger.
His men were instantly jolted, bracing themselves to continue the fight.
There was no other choice;