I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

"They know that they cannot break through our city walls by brute force."

Ye Wenshun scoffed and patted the wall in front of him.

When the Jade Gate Pass was built, the true dragon had considered the possibility of natural disasters striking it, so it inscribed golden light on the walls to protect against such impacts.

"It's wishful thinking to think you can just throw the rotten flesh of those bears at us."

Ye Wenshun looked up at the sky.

The once-in-a-decade, continuous heavy snowfall has subsided, and the humiliation of being ambushed that day will never be repeated.

The only way for these Ursus people to break through this century-old fortress is for their soldiers to forcefully attack the city.

"How long until reinforcements arrive?"

"It will take another three days for the Li Guiwen Department, which is the closest to us, to arrive."

"Three days..."

Ye Wenshun gritted his teeth and kept inhaling deeply.

Ye Wenshun is not afraid of fighting.

These border guards were prepared to defend the pass with their lives and feed the city with their blood.

But if he could, he wouldn't want his soldiers to die here.

He still remembered the details of each of the hundred soldiers who died.

He remembered the farmer Chen Ergou's embarrassed appearance when he first arrived, not having eaten enough but not daring to say much, and his cautiousness when sending his salary back home.

He still remembered Hou Hu, who always wanted to go home to visit his family. His elderly parents were illiterate, but they would send letters to their son every month through someone. On the day he died in battle, a new letter arrived, but he hadn't read a single word. He was waiting to read it with his comrades after his shift ended.

"General! They've moved!"

Ye Wenshun looked up.

The warships slowly approached, and countless soldiers and armored soldiers poured out from them.

"...Notify the brothers to draw their crossbows and unsheathe their weapons."

"The Great Yan Kingdom is right behind us! We have nowhere to retreat. Today, even if it costs us our lives, we will stop them here!"

Ye Wenshun knew.

If they can hold this place, Ursus will pay the price for their folly.

but……

With over 2,800 men, how could they possibly defend this land from an attack by more than 100,000 enemies?

"Enemy attack! Watch out for stray arrows!"

"All units prepare! Counterattack!"

"Father……"

Ye Wenshun raised the long sword in his hand, its cold gleam shining brightly under the sun.

"Your child is unfilial!!"

The next moment, the black tide surged up.

The majestic, century-old city gate teeters precariously amidst this endless black tide.

Ordinary Mid-Autumn Festival Extra

Sunlight streaming into the room signifies the start of a new day.

"Hmm... It's so bright... Xiaobai, Xiaobai, could you please close the curtains?"

The fairy, shaken awake, nudged the person beside her and coaxed him in the softest, sweetest voice.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

During the day, a gentle breeze would stir the curtains, blocking out the light from the window.

"Go back to sleep, sister."

"Hehehe... My little white one is the best."

Nianban squinted and slightly raised his head, while Baizhou skillfully lowered his head and gently kissed her.

"Hmm...that's enough. That's sufficient."

Dizzy from the kiss, Nian tilted her head back and gasped for breath.

"If this continues, I won't be able to sleep in again."

To avoid becoming hopelessly addicted to the pleasures of love, Nian reluctantly pushed Bai Zhou out of bed.

"I'm going to sleep for a while. Wake me up in a couple of hours."

"Ah."

I tucked Nian in, and Bai Zhou changed into the new clothes she bought for him yesterday while we were shopping. I was about to make her breakfast... but never mind, I'll make lunch instead.

"Speaking of which..."

As Nian ate the meat bun, he seemed to have thought of something.

"It's Mid-Autumn Festival today, right? Shall we go see Ben Shiyi?"

"Sir... it's been a while since we last met."

"Since we're already here, let's go."

The two mouths were switched at birth, and Bai Zhou half-pushed him away from the house.

“That girl has been watching all sorts of movies, but even after watching so many, she still can’t grasp the essence of the movies I make.”

On the way to Xihua, Nian Tong complained about his younger sister's immaturity.

"My sister's movie..."

The daytime fell silent.

The movies from that year were strange. The scripts seemed quite imaginative and original, but after they were made, they always felt a bit like the difference between fermented bean curd and bean curd skin.

"What's wrong? Tell me quickly, what's wrong with my movie?"

The young man stared at him with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"Yes, Sister's film is ten years ahead of the industry. It's understandable that the gentleman, who is new to the film industry, doesn't understand what Sister is trying to express."

"He's a newbie, so please be understanding, older sister."

"Hmm...I see. Then I won't force her to watch my movie. Let her come on her own when she's more knowledgeable."

Ten years ahead of the industry... You really know how to talk, my little white rabbit.

She affectionately wrapped her arm around his, a satisfied smile spreading across her pretty face.

"..."

"Sizzle sizzle~—glug glug—"

The brown beverage flowed from the bottle opening into that sandalwood mouth.

"Gurgle gurgle gurgle—burp~"

A small burp sounded, followed by the sound of potato chips being chewed.

"This Wandering Terra is really great. It can be said to be a milestone of a new era."

As the satisfied swallowing sound subsided, she offered a fair assessment.

"Compared to this movie, what the hell is that Dragon Gate Fortress filmed back then? That thing could kick the door shut on nearly a hundred years of fantasy films in Yan Country and then seal it with stones."

When Xi mentioned the movie that a certain older sister had shamelessly recommended to her, she felt she had a lot to complain about and couldn't even finish her rant.

"It's unbelievable that she still has the nerve to film 'The True Dragon Emperor of the Great Yan Empire'."

"Tsk... Silly Ah Xi is too good to her."

Suddenly realizing that the biggest reason she had been so unrestrained all these years was because she had someone who doted on her, Xi suddenly felt that the movie she had just watched was not interesting at all.

"Ugh……"

It was her own choice to withdraw from the competition.

"Cheer up, Xi. You're a great painter, how can you be discouraged by such a setback?"

Xi patted her face to pull herself out of her slump and took out another DVD.

"Hmm, this 'Flying Armor of Jade Gate' is also quite good. That eunuch named Tian Huayu is too arrogant, but why does he look so familiar..."

Just as the movie was reaching a crucial moment, a sudden knock on the door greatly displeased Xi.

"Who is it, coming so early in the morning... Ah, Ah Xi... What brings you here..."

Upon opening the door and seeing the figure outside, Xi's anger instantly dissipated like a gentle breeze.

"Sir... um?"

Just as Bai Zhou was about to greet her, his brows suddenly furrowed.

"W-what's wrong?"

Seeing his appearance, Xi couldn't help but shrink back.

"What did you have for breakfast, sir?"

He asked her softly about her day during the day.

"Hmm...it's...it's porridge..."

Xi lowered her head, trying hard not to look at him.

What kind of porridge is it?

"Hmm... it's just regular millet porridge. A side of pickled vegetables would be enough."

Xi's expression was calm, making it impossible to tell whether she was telling the truth or not.

"And what about noon?"