Atop the city walls, when Commander Shen Zhou noticed that nineteen thousand members of West Mountain Hall were advancing in formation, ready for a frontal assault, and a thick white fog drifted over from the opposite side, his expression turned slightly stunned.
Shen Zhou had initially thought this battle wouldn't happen.
After the death of Iron Madman, the Iron Banner Gang had lost its backbone.
How could those panic-stricken hunters of West Mountain Hall and the ambivalent local tyrants stand against them?
Therefore, tonight, they only needed to stage an armed parade.
The combined forces of the noble families and the seven thousand county soldiers should move north, chasing and sweeping away the enemy, until they cornered West Mountain Hall's forces in West Mountain Town, or pushed them into the mountains.
