Eight Day – West Area

It's been a week but there hasn't been any remarkable progress. General Feng could be said to be very tired, but he held on. He understood that if he were to falter at this moment, there wouldn't be any other chance for their kingdom anymore.

"It's the eight day."

General Feng looked in the direction of the sun rising, his head was throbbing. He had been in defensive stance all this time, defending this mighty wall to prevent those soldiers from passing through. But at this moment, he knew that this wouldn't last that long.

They had to either break the opponent's force or they broke in.

It was impossible to maintain this state of all-out war for such a long time. Their other border wouldn't be able to stand it either. These kingdoms all took great risk to come here and wouldn't want to come back empty handed.

It was a hard battle.

Gong!