Upon learning that the allied forces of the seven great families had already occupied Wushuang City, the Ghost King was furious.
At this moment, the snow continued to fall more heavily, and nightfall was approaching—the coldest and most difficult time of the day was nearly upon them. He turned around, looking at his soldiers who were shivering in the cold wind and were utterly exhausted, and felt a pang of discomfort in his heart.
Whether it was the right timing, geographical advantage, or unity of people, his army seemed to have none.
Behind the Ghost King, King Wumeng watched with a grave expression, hesitating on whether to advise the Ghost King to retreat and choose another day to fight. Given the condition of the army, it seemed almost impossible to breach Wushuang City, which was guarded by the hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the alliance of the seven great families.
