A mountain away from Coldwind City, within the Qin army encampment—
One of the war tent was currently heavy with tension.
At the center sat the King of Qin, clad in full armor, his presence was like a looming storm.
Cold, unwavering eyes swept the chamber, while the dim firelight flickered across the steel plates of his armor, making him appear even more menacing.
By his side stood his generals, their hands folded respectfully behind their backs.
Spread across the wide oak table before them was a map of Coldwind City.
Small white terracotta warriors, each carefully carved, marked the positions of Qin's forces.
In contrast, crude red terracotta figures represented the Azure Phoenix Kingdom, clustered both within and around Coldwind City like a tightening noose.
A general finally broke the silence.
"Your Majesty, the Fang family still stands strong against the Azure phoenix. Should we dispatch our troops to aid them?"
