Li Zongxun's mighty army approached the border.
Overnight, the beacon fires and smoke from burning villages had swept through Andu.
"The fighting has started again, it's started once more."
"Can Li Zongxun really reach Andu?"
"Hard to say. Andu is too close to Shiguan. Last time, Yecheng's massive army of five hundred thousand was a ruse, but this time... I'm afraid it's for real. That old fox Li Zongxun is extremely cunning; he strikes when you're sick, aiming for your life. After enduring hardships for over a year, he's set out with good reason this time, surely bringing out all his hidden forces..."
"If Shiguan falls, Andu might once again be engulfed in the flames of war..."
The civilians all feared the war.
In war, with children in tow, lacking clothing and food, such misery was still vividly etched in their minds.
No one was willing to see Andu, having just recovered its prosperity, be destroyed by warfare once again...
