The next day.
Early in the morning, Wen Zhong summoned all the major and minor officials, village chiefs, clan elders, and local leaders of Linhuan Pass, and openly revealed the impending arrival of the Great Shang army.
Everyone was shocked and angered upon hearing this.
What followed was deep fear and dread.
The total population of Linhuan Pass was only about five or six hundred thousand, and aside from a small security team barely capable of dealing with bandits and wild animals, they virtually had no military force.
Facing the menacing approach of a three hundred thousand-strong army, what could they possibly use to resist?
But if they did not resist, wouldn't they just be captured and forced back into slavery, toiling hard only to end up starving and cold, without a safe place to sleep, and always fearing being used as sacrificial offerings to the ancestors' gods.
"What should we do, City Lord?"
