Under the moonlight, a fierce battle raged atop the city walls.
Clad in silver armor and grasping a long spear, Yang Yumniang stood atop the gate tower, her gaze as cold and sharp as a blade.
She was not overly shocked by this rebellion, which had been entirely expected. After all, the remnants of the Xia State had always been one of their primary targets for elimination.
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