Within Yuanchong City.
Two months ago, the soldiers in the city had already become birds startled by the mere twang of a bowstring, their faces filled with panic.
After all, that man had come again, and the people of North Wind had begun to sigh and lament.
Lu Chen had crossed the Yellow River once more and begun his northern campaign.
Every piece of news battered the already wavering spirits of North Wind's generals and soldiers.
Over twenty years, the rise of the North Wind nation had been plain for all the world to see.
But!
Bordering Yan Territory, they knew full well that the Yan Kingdom had grown ever stronger, already showing the bearing of "setting the cauldron beneath heaven," and it filled them with dread.
North Wind's merchants and commoners, anyone fortunate enough to set foot in Yan Territory, had all been deeply shocked and despairing.
Shocked by the Yan Kingdom's prosperity today, despairing that North Wind stood as Yan Territory's enemy.
After two northern expeditions, North Wind had long since grown timid!
This time, they had abandoned the rich Bo Province and Xu Province, yet neither the court nor the people voiced a single objection, as though by tacit agreement.
The entire nation wished only to "hold Yuanchong to the death."
A month ago, Tuoba Shuyi, the emperor of the Northern Region, had even come to the city personally to oversee the battle.
The city walls were high and thick, three hundred thousand troops were stationed there, and the famed general Zhou Tiancheng held the fort.
There was no shortage in the army of newly enlisted young soldiers who had never personally witnessed the fires of war from those bygone days.
Under North Wind's Military Household System, the fathers of soldiers' households had participated in the wars