The Prefect Mansion, a fortress symbolizing the supreme power of Canglang City in the Northern Frontier, had now completely degenerated into a bloody slaughterhouse.
The towering gates had long since been violently smashed to pieces, with burning splinters scattered across the ground. The smell of burning mingled with a heavy, sickening stench of blood. In the plaza before the entrance, dozens of corpses lay sprawled in disarray.
Some wore black leather armor, having fought to the death without retreat, but far more were rebel thugs clad in motley leather armor with red scarves tied around their heads. Fresh blood had soaked through the accumulated snow on the ground, freezing into dark red ice crystals.
Chapter 216