Rainy night.
Yu State.
Battlefield.
Weapons.
The torrential rain poured down like the Milky Way, accompanied by a roar as it drenched the vast earth, turning the ground into a muddy mess in just an hour.
"Crack—"
A strange violet lightning streaked across the night sky, the stars in the clouds emitted a piercing white light, casting the entire ancient Central Plains battlefield in a bizarre and uncanny color.
The massive army of a million troops, like a heavy iron machine, moved with a ponderous and slow maneuver, their ranks steadily retreating.
On the opposite bank, on the surface of the Luojian, a tributary of the Fei River, a troop of light cavalry charged forward against the wind and rain.
According to the court's original plan, as soon as the rebel cavalry landed, the army would immediately turn around and execute a backward charge.
However, under such omens, during the retreat, rumors spread uncontrollably like a plague.
"Why are we retreating?"
