When South City was in dire straits, the eastern front was quiet.
Apart from the howling cold wind, the only sound over the entire East City was the "crunch, crunch" of soldiers patrolling and treading on the snow.
The gate tower of East City was quite a distance from South City, making it impossible to see the battle situation there clearly. Only plumes of gunpowder smoke and faint sounds of shouting, killing, and booming could be heard.
But even just hearing these sounds was enough for the Feathered Forest Army and Border Army in East City to imagine the situation of the battle in South City.
Some were afraid, some were relieved, and some were itching to try their hand.
Xu Yuan stood on the gate tower and sighed softly as he looked at the various expressions on the faces of the soldiers below:
"Cang Vice General, what do you think... can Qingyan's plan succeed?"
"....."
After Xu Yuan's question, the Vice General Cang, with his eyes cast downward, seemed not to have heard.
