Dai State Capital, Jizhou City.
Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!...
Thousands of Daoist Soldiers, clad in formidable armor, and tens of thousands of able soldiers from the Firearms Camp, carrying fine firearms on their shoulders, all marched in neat, uniform columns.
Like a moving, unbreakable fortress, they enveloped Zhou Jinghuan, King Jing, in his military attire, as they entered the smoky, slightly damaged, and grand city gates with great momentum.
"Prefect Shentu Rui of Jizhou pays respects to Your Highness King Jing!"
"Jizhou City Gate Officer..."
"Commander of the Firearms Camp..."
The last batch of Iron Official Criminals Army stationed here, led by over a dozen officials who knew the way of the times, knelt down along the main road, presenting the city and begging for surrender.
Even though it had been a month since the internal strife between the "Daoist Soldier Sect" and the "Warlock Faction."
The city was still strewn with huge pits left over from violent explosions.
