The howling wind and snow whipped the snow on the ground into spirals against the towering dark-iron walls of Canglang City.
The sky was dim, with lead-gray clouds pressing low over the ramparts, carrying a suffocating, heavy gloom.
On the gate tower, torchlight flickered uncertainly in the bitter wind, casting the distorted shadows of the garrison troops against the cold bricks like a chaotic dance of demons.
Chapter 214