The night was filled with dark clouds, a sign of impending rain. The Xianbei's shaman did not doubt this celestial phenomenon as the water vapor had been accumulating in the sky for two days, so an overcast night was expected.
On the other side, Fengg Ji and Zhang He each ordered their troops to eat all the jerky they brought. For this battle, both sides were equipped with high-grade rations to maintain combat power. But since they were at the foot of Changping City, victory or defeat would be determined here, and there was no need to save food.
"All soldiers, wear your armor." As the Hour of the Ox arrived, Zhang He began commanding his soldiers to don their armor. The heavy armor and Ma Kai, which had been placed on the back of another horse, were gradually equipped.
"Is this heavy armor?" Fengg Ji asked in surprise, watching Zhang He put on his armor and grab his long spear in the dark.
