Although it was already late into the night, Lujiang City was encircled by torches, shining as bright as day. From a distance, it looked like a dragon of fire coiled around the city.
Just as Zhou Lian had anticipated, on the very night he led his troops into Lujiang, Jia Lingyun launched a fierce assault. Had Zhou Lian not arrived in time—or had his reactions been even a fraction slower—Jia Lingyun might well have succeeded.
The sounds of battle roared inside and outside the city. In just half an hour, Jia Lingyun had launched four separate charges. The soldiers on both sides were driven to a bloodthirsty frenzy; the area beneath the city walls was carpeted in corpses, and the wounded wailed amidst the dead. At this moment, neither the State of Wei nor the State of Wu had a single moment to spare for the injured.
Chapter 816