A day later, when Yu Wencheng and Shang Shoufei led their army eastward from Cijian, they had just reached the West Mountain Valley entrance when they saw from afar that many trees at the foot of the mountain had been cut down, leaving a large open space. On this vast open ground, a shadow appeared, resembling a large dark cloud cast by the sky above.
As they approached, they realized it was a massive infantry troop, with fluttering banners and horses neighing.
Everyone was startled, especially their sensitive horses, which sensed the violent killing aura in the wind and emitted anxious neighs and shook their heads.
"Calm down!"
Leading the way, Yu Wencheng was rather calm and composed. He raised his hand to soothe the panic before shaking the reins and riding forward a few steps, immediately recognizing the army ahead by the distinct red and white flags used by his second elder brother, King Qin Yuwenye.
Upon seeing that flag clearly, his expression instantly darkened.
