C320 Xiang Zhuang danced with the sword

The night was as cool as water. A bright moon hung high in the sky, emitting a pale green light. The entire mountain was bathed in the dim light of the moon and the stars, giving off a desolate and beautiful feeling.

Under the scattering of the moonlight, the allied forces separated into sections. The troops had their own formations with spearheads like a forest, shining with a misty cold light