513 Tough Nut to Crack

As the sunset faded away, only scattered stars remained in the sky.

Even the constant red clouds, under the cover of the night sky, temporarily left the field.

The Mulan Stronghold, which was enshrouded in darkness, was like a sleeping beast. It laid in wait at the mouth of the valley, deep and silent. This was the only time that this giant human meat grinder would emit a thread of warmth.

Torch after torch lit up on the city walls, forming a fire dragon along the city wall.

The soldiers in charge of the night patrol wore iron armor, and they carried long spears. They braved the night wind. Squadron after squadron walked on the city walls. The night was long, so the soldiers gathered together to discuss their life stories and gossips.