The defenders atop the City of Eternity discovered that the New Shenzhou Army was moving its forces and began asking Yue Qingqing whether they should send reinforcements.
Yue Qingqing was already so frightened that all six spirits had deserted her. How could she have any ideas under these circumstances? Given Jiang Hao's hatred for her, he would probably kill her the instant he saw her.
At that thought, she declined tactfully. "Marshal Xiao only ordered us to hold the City of Eternity to the death. If we leave the city now, wouldn't we be playing into the enemy's hands? Once Eternity falls, we truly won't have the power to turn the heavens back. Besides... besides, we must trust that Marshal Xiao and his army of over four hundred thousand can withstand the enemy's attack."
By the end, even she lacked confidence in her words.
Half an hour later, the deafening sounds of battle rang out, clearly audible even from so far away. There was no need to guess-the two sides had engaged. "Go, send someone to investigate the battle. Be ready to, um, provide support at any moment!"
Once Xiao Lin's army could no longer hold out, their only retreat would be back into the City of Eternity.
Perhaps Yue Qingqing's decision was right. The moment Jiang Hao defeated Xiao Lin, the Northern Barbarian army's morale plummeted a thousand fathoms. It was as though their faith had suddenly collapsed. They could not accept that the god of war in their hearts had been defeated.
Morale was one of an army's most important strengths. How could an army stripped of all morale muster any fighting power?
One only had to look at the Northern Barbarian army now to understand. Their numbers were clearly close to those of the New Shenzhou Army-one