On a desolate mountain outside the Capital City, one could overlook the entire battlefield.
The once flat land had turned pitch black under the high-density bombardment, with ghastly body fragments strewn everywhere. Endless waves of Rebel Army soldiers surged through the deadly minefield like a tide, storming the city walls of the Capital City for bloody close-quarters combat with the enemy.
After over eight hours of fierce day-long battle, it was now dusk, with the setting sun reddening the bodies of soldiers from both sides and the weapons in their hands.
The sounds of artillery fire, shouting, and the clashing of weapons interwove to form a bloody symphony, as both sides waged a brutal killing on the city walls.
The battle turned extremely bloody right from the beginning, as the two sides were so close to each other that firearms were practically useless, resulting in direct hand-to-hand combat.
