The Wen Family Army, their eyes blood-red with killing, was now slaying anyone they came across. The cunning Crown Prince's forces would still occasionally emerge from hiding, posing as ordinary civilians, refugees fleeing disaster, or even as their own people. It had become impossible to discern whether these individuals were truly the Crown Prince's men or just commoners rising up in his name.
However, the Wen Family Army was not entirely without gain. After three grueling days of relentless assaults against the gates, the palace doors and walls of Chenyuan Hall had already turned to ruins, teetering on the verge of collapse, awaiting yet another ferocious attack.
