By the time Yang Chan and the others entered Jinyun City, it was already late.
People from all over converged on Jinyun City, filling the border city with a great number of people.
Normally, the city wasn't this crowded. Only during a war between two nations would so many people from all corners of the land gather here.
The soldiers who had previously guarded Jinyun City had long been replaced by new recruits; the war was so brutal that most of the original garrison had already died on the battlefield.
As he approached Jinyun City, Yang Chan could clearly feel the oppressive urgency in the air. It was different from the tension he'd felt during the Sect conflicts or the Crown Prince's rebellion. This was a grim, deathly atmosphere, and he could sense a tragic solemnity emanating from the city's defenders.
It was a unique aura one carried only after experiencing the cruelty of the battlefield, and it was profoundly saddening.
