The gloomy sky was like a heavy, massive lead slab, pressing down tightly over Changsheng Castle.
The leaden clouds hung low, almost within reach, casting a suffocating oppressive atmosphere over this fierce battle.
The fierce wind ravaged around the castle, emitting a sharp whistle, making the flags within the fortress crackle loudly. The sound of the wind carried a faint unease, stirring the heartstrings of everyone, making the spectators increasingly tense. The wind carried sand and dust, rushing through the streets, sweeping over every corner, raising a hazy veil.
The roadside trees were blown, swaying wildly, their branches twisted, emitting creaking cries of agony. Fallen leaves and debris on the ground were wantonly swept up by the fierce wind, spinning madly in the air, and then slammed heavily onto the ground.
