While making intensive preparations for battle, the Alliance never dared to relax its vigilant watch over the surrounding movements. On a serene and slightly misty morning, a sentry on duty atop the city wall forced himself to stay awake, his eyes scanning the distance without a single moment of rest. Suddenly, his gaze caught some unusual signs in the distant woods.
Within the dense forest, indistinct shapes flashed by like ghosts from time to time, moving too fast for anyone to discern their true forms. The birds that had been cheerfully singing moments before seemed utterly terrified, beating their wings and scattering in all directions with panicked chirps. The sentry's nerves tightened instantly. Without a shred of hesitation, he struck the emergency bell beside him with all his might. The rapid clanging instantly shattered the tranquility of the Alliance, echoing throughout the entire area.
Lin Chen was inside his command tent discussing strategy with several generals when he heard the alarm. His expression darkened, and his figure flashed like lightning as he sprinted toward the city wall. In moments, he climbed up, resting his hands on the battlements as he gazed into the distance. His brow was furrowed deeply, his eyes revealing a profound sense of anxiety.
Chapter 41