On the mountain top, Chen Yuan and three others, without engaging in idle chatter, transformed into streaks of light and dashed down the mountain.
That night, the entire Jingguan City was awake.
On the road leading to the Southern City Gate, unknown when, along the main street on both sides, silhouettes holding lanterns stretched far into the distance.
Among them were old men with greying hair and small statures, as well as slender women eagerly looking towards the direction of Yunding Mountain, and children being carried or led by women.
As the distant rumbling, resembling earthquakes and mountain collapses, swiftly approached.
In the darkness, figures in iron armor emerged and swooshed past.
Some people found those they were looking for, calls of names echoed along the street.
"Eldest, come back! Come back!" An elderly person saw his son's profile as he galloped past, calling out in a hoarse voice.
