The Liao Army was in total rout. Over a hundred thousand soldiers, already frayed by internal suspicion and the constant terror that a comrade-in-arms might strike them down at any moment, shattered instantly when the Brave Champion Army and the Provincial Army charged from within Youzhou City. The Liao soldiers fled in every direction.
*Whoosh—*
It was December, and the night wind was bleak and biting. Fire, caught in the wind’s draft, ignited the main command tent. From within, a roar of rage erupted.
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