West Point City of San City

*pant* *pant*

Nan Luo looked at the big city in front of him. This was the third day and they barely got enough rest for the past two days. There were already four battles that they fought on their way towards this West Point City.

The soldiers behind him were panting, feeling both exhausted yet also determined to finish this up until the end.

"This is still in the morning. We'll take a short rest and make battle plan to take the city." Feng Ao Kuai could see that the soldiers were not in a good condition. They had just been attacked right before dawn and forced to fight before they made their way here.

This three points city were indeed not easy.

If not for Young Commander Long and General Chi who were attacking the South Point and the East Point, there would have been more soldiers coming on their way.

"Got it." Nan Luo took a deep breath.