The sun is setting in the west, the sky is unclear.
North of the Yao River, dark clouds gather over Qingzhou City. It's already mid-November, and the temperature has dropped sharply north of the Yao River. Snowflakes are flying, starting to cover the blood on the ground.
Ten miles outside Qingzhou City, the sound of hoofbeats breaks, wheel tracks shallow.
A large army marches slowly toward Qingzhou City along an ancient official road that runs through the Central Plains.
After several battles and under the pincer attack of the two armies of the Desolate Kingdom, Tiger Cage Pass finally couldn't be held. With the breach of Tiger Cage Pass, the Celestial Dragon Army, less than fifty thousand strong, led by Zhao Qianyi, retreated south but was relentlessly pursued by the Desolate Kingdom's forces.
Just an hour ago, they repelled another enemy attack, and the entire army showed signs of weariness on their faces.
