Chapter 461: The Army at the Gates, a King's Confrontation

The sky over the Peach Forest Villa was no longer blue. It was a suffocating canopy of gray, choked by the dust and the sheer, overwhelming presence of an army that stretched to the horizon. Four hundred thousand soldiers. A living, breathing sea of steel and murderous intent. The banners of the Northern Army, emblazoned with the fierce visage of a roaring wolf, snapped violently in the wind, a symphony of a thousand thunderclaps. The air was thick and cold, heavy with the metallic tang...