The walls of Yangcheng had become cold overnight, and the soldiers on the city walls, wrapped in clothes, had spent the night leaning against the walls.

They didn't know how many nights they had spent on the city wall, and the cold wind at night was very tormenting, but they didn't dare to go back to the barracks to rest, for fear that the Yan army would suddenly attack at night.

The sun had only risen in the east, and before the cold walls had warmed up, the sound of horses' hooves of a great army could be heard outside the city.

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Chapter 126 of "The First Tyrant of the Great Liang" A bitter battle is being fought in the hand, please wait a moment,

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