The peak of summer in the Fire Cave Dynasty was especially hot.
Outsiders who had settled here likely didn't consider it a pleasant time of year.
Ever since Mo Tianshu killed Wei Wuju, generals of all ranks had suddenly begun emerging from within the rebel army.
Had they not stepped in to turn the tide, the royal court's generals would have cut a path straight through the rebel army, quelling the rebellion and claiming rewards for their service.
It was just that, occasionally, the soldiers in the ranks would grow a little suspicious.
Whenever a major event occurred, the generals' orders were never consistent.
Following orders from on high, they were even forced to come to blows with their own comrades.
A knight, braving the sandstorm, once again arrived at the base of Moyun Peak.
He tethered his horse and leaped into the air, expertly reaching the platform at the summit in short order.
He left his horse below, its head bowed against the whipping sand.
