Shi Feiyang's figure flashed as he led the charge towards the crack, shouting loudly, "Brothers, charge out!"
The crowd, hearing his call, felt invigorated, supporting each other as they used every last ounce of strength to rush towards the crack in the ice wall.
The sky over the Capital, initially infused with the mild and gentle breath of spring, spanned like a piece of warm jade in the form of a clear blue sky above the city.
However, a sudden change occurred, as if an invisible yet mighty hand began to quietly stir the winds and clouds between heaven and earth.
At first, layers of ink-dark clouds rose at the horizon, rolling and spreading like spilled ink, rapidly devouring the azure sky. At the same time, a fierce cold wind began to howl from the distant north, roaring like a ferocious beast.
This fierce wind, as if it carried ice blades, swept through the streets and alleys, causing everything it touched to shrink back.
