11th month, 22nd day, morning, Guiping Pass.
Under the morning sun, eighty thousand alliance army troops marched uphill and proceeded forward confidently.
In front of Guiping Pass was a long and narrow path, twisting and turning numerous times. Eighty thousand troops formed up into squadrons, stretching numerous kilometers. If one looked on, they would not be able to see the end, and the black wave would pressure their heart.
The army that pushed on confidently was like a black dragon, coiling around the mountains and rivers.
Looking over, one had a feeling of awe.
These were a bunch of lions and wolves, a collection of stone cold killers.
At the front of the army was a full sword-shield soldier formation. They would act as the main force in attacking the pass. Behind them was line after line of bowmen and crossbowmen.
