Dark night with strong winds.
As time passed, the battle gradually settled down.
At the foot of the mountain, the sounds of killing have gradually quieted.
Only scattered screams and the dull sound of horses' hooves treading over corpses remain.
The cavalry of Prince Zhenbei and Beicang King are regrouping, clearing the battlefield, corralling the Beiman captives who are begging for mercy into a string, driving them to the open space at the foot of the mountain.
Torchlight illuminates the forest, making it as bright as day.
Watching the scene below, the golden light radiating from Jiang Ning's body slowly recedes within him, and the Great Sun in the night sky vanishes.
The next moment.
A figure lands on the mountaintop to the north of the city.
At the same time.
On the mountaintop to the north of the city.
As soon as Jiang Ning appeared, the entire mountaintop fell into dead silence.
