Wei Kingdom, Pingyang City.
Pingyang City lay at the center of a vast plain, with no barriers in any direction. Early mornings in April still carried a trace of chill.
The wind atop the city walls, several zhang high, was even fiercer. The rank stench it carried was especially pungent. County Magistrate Shui Zhici pulled his cloak tighter around himself, yet still could not suppress the chill seeping from within.
It was not merely the biting spring wind that was cold; more importantly, beneath the walls stood a dense, endless mass of Demon Race creatures. They spread outward along the walls, a vast black swarm with no end in sight.
The Demon Race all had beast heads and human bodies. Most wore no clothing at all, simply lying scattered over the freezing ground, huddling together in groups for warmth.
These Demon Race creatures were all of very low rank. They were merely stronger and faster than ordinary people. With city walls several zhang tall, it would not have been too difficult to repel such creatures without siege equipment.
But there were simply too many of them. By rough estimate, there were at least several hundred thousand.
With so many Demon Race creatures gathered together, feeding them alone was a major problem.
As county magistrate, Shui Zhici had considerable experience with the people's livelihood. Seeing that the Demon Race had brought neither supplies nor provisions, he knew they were in serious trouble.
It was simple: the Demon Race's food was the human race—people like them. If they could not take Pingyang City, this horde would starve to death.
Of course, the Demon Race had already attacked the city several times yesterday.
The broad swathes of black bloodstains below the walls were traces left by yesterday's battle. More than ten thousand corpses