Crack!
The soles of her shoes stepped on the hard ground covered with a layer of black ice, and the air was as cold as the glint of a sword's blade. Katerina's cheeks were slightly reddened from the cold as she stood on the hillside, exhaled a breath of white air, and took the binoculars passed to her by an attendant, looking towards Chelyabinsk not far away.
The ground around the city was covered with twisted iron wire full of barbs, stretching out like vast thorny bushes, enveloping the city from all sides.
Inside the city, Windsor Kingdom soldiers patrolling were faintly visible, they had occupied the Black Stone Bastion, using these ancient buildings to defend against the enemy's onslaught.
From their vantage point above, they could effectively inflict casualties on the enemy with their Dreyse Bolt Repeating Rifles in their hands.
