However, the only thing he could feel in this place was the lingering stench of blood hanging thick in the air, with nothing else besides.
Thinking of how neither the defending garrison nor the incoming reinforcements had shown the slightest intention of accepting surrender when facing the rebel army—whose commanding officer had died and whose dragons were left without a head—but instead slaughtered every last rebel on the spot, Huo Yuhao's expression instantly grew grave.
Both sides in this battle seemed to be manipulated by an invisible pair of giant hands. The master of these hands was like an unseen ghost, hovering above the battlefield and watching with great amusement as the two factions tore each other apart.
Chapter 531