Morning of November 3rd.
The mountains of Fengzhou were shrouded in thick fog.
Dawn had already broken for a while, and the troops of Sun He's division, the Grand Commander of the Celestial Master Army, in the mountain range began their breakfast. Since Fengzhou was under siege, to conserve food, the Celestial Master Army only had two meals a day, morning and evening.
Last night, they hunted a black bear on the mountain, and now, bits of meat could be seen in the millet porridge.
Although Sun He was a Grand Commander, his strength was only Sixth Grade. The continuous battles had resulted in the death of strong warriors in the Celestial Master Army, and those who took over were weaker.
On the high ground of the mountain range, two soldiers from Sun He's army were tensely watching the distance.
The previous day, they had received an urgent message from the Celestial Master, instructing them to quickly reinforce the city fifty miles away.
