"Reinforcements have arrived!!!"
On the walls of Chenliu City, Wei Bai, who had been gazing into the distance, suddenly straightened up. His hoarse shout carried uncontrollable excitement.
His face was haggard and withered now, his eye sockets deeply sunken, stubble growing wildly across his jaw.
The anxiety and exhaustion of defending the city day after day had left him needing to brace himself against the battlements even to stand, yet at this moment, his eyes suddenly burst forth with an astonishing light, like a candle on the verge of going out suddenly fed fresh kindling.
Inside the gate tower, the King of Wei was tossing and turning on a crude wooden bed. These past days, he had been unable to close his eyes at all. The moment he did, he seemed to see the Blood-Clad Army breaching the city, hear the thunderous boom of artillery smashing through its walls, and the sounds of slaughter as the Blood-Clad Army stormed into the city.
The instant he heard Wei Bai's shout, it was as if his backside had been branded by a red-hot iron—he sprang right up!
Without even securing his shoes, he ran barefoot toward the city wall.
The moment he rushed onto the wall, he looked in the direction Wei Bai was pointing.
On the distant horizon, dense black shadows were rapidly approaching. At first glance, they were merely black specks at the edge of the sky, but in no more than the time it took to drink a cup of tea, those shadows had transformed into a boundless army.
Banners stood like a forest, while the thunder of hooves striking the earth made even the walls of Chenliu City tremble faintly.
Even more startlingly, above the army, a Daoist in azure robes walked through the air. His sleeves fluttered,