Chapitre 159: The Boy

The morning came and the winter wind blows. But the winters in Nurshira is not as biting as the winter wind in the Great Steppe. 

The chirps of birds, the sound of nature that is very different from the sound of the swaying grass and the cries of falcons and eagle in the Great Steppe. 

Aeryon did not yet send any of his men to attack the city but Belarion is raring to go. At the break of dawn, Aeryon summons Belarion to his tent and order him to stay beside him

Today, would be the day for the four chiefs to meet with each other. And when they meet each other, they would discuss on how coordinate their attack with each other. 

As the first rays of dawn painted the sky, an unexpected sight unfolded before their eyes. 

The defenders of the city, driven by some inexplicable impulse, streamed forth from the imposing city gate.