Looking down from high above, the entire area surrounding Moutuo Ridge had become the most brutal battlefield.
This region just outside the capital city of Qi wasn't very large, yet it had gathered an army of nearly four to five hundred thousand troops.
The elite forces of both the Qi and Jin nations had all converged here!
To say that this battle would determine the fortunes of Qi and Jin for the next hundred years was by no means an exaggeration.
Among them, the Jin elite made up about one hundred and fifty thousand, with the remainder being from the Qi Army.
However, though the Qi Army had greater numbers, many of them were untrained palace guards, nowhere near the caliber of elite troops. Emperor Taizu of Sheng's only real hope in a head-to-head confrontation with Jin were the forces of the Western Army he commanded.
And the Western Army could not afford to be divided.
