Stepping on the rubble, Moss walked through the ruins of the city, barely recalling how these places used to look. Now these familiar spots were nothing like the memories he had.
The buildings that were once relatively beautiful now had all their windows seem to be damaged, and in the dim corners, soldiers could be seen resting against the walls.
The nighttime assaults by the Tang Army were too sharp, forcing the Dwarf soldiers to sleep in shifts, keeping enough soldiers to guard their positions constantly, fighting the Tang Army day and night.
Under such high-intensity combat, the Dwarf soldiers were extremely fatigued, they couldn't get proper rest nor adequate supplies, depleting their stamina severely.
Watching the soldiers clutching their weapons, heads tilted in deep sleep in the corners, Moss felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart.
