Pingyang Pass, the gateway situated just outside Luoyang City, was easily defensible and hard to attack. It was a strategic stronghold highly coveted by military forces.
Every year, the Northern Barbarians would launch a few feigned attacks, but their offensive this year had been particularly fierce. They had attacked continuously from last night until this morning before finally retreating.
The weeds along both sides of the official road grew thick and lush, brimming with vitality, yet the area was sparsely populated. Only after quite a while would a hurried traveler pass by, with the occasional galloping horse kicking up a light trail of dust.
Bai Xi glanced back out of the corner of her eye. The corners of her mouth curled into a faint smile before she turned and slipped into the adjacent woods.
