Chapter 1502
But several days have passed.
Wave after wave of soldiers have been dispatched.
Hill after hill, official roads, small paths, and large roads have been searched, yet there is neither sight of the living nor the dead, not even the slightest bit of news has returned.
Such a big person, so many Hidden Guards, yet they stubbornly vanished into thin air.
Not only the soldiers, but even Zhao Junyao's mindset is somewhat collapsing.
The number of refugees in the city is growing larger, with injuries and fatalities increasing.
Famine, disease, riots, brawls, all the troubles that follow such disasters remain unabated.
Plus, there are those with ulterior motives secretly causing trouble.
The city's population is filled with panic, each person living on edge.
Everyone is like a string stretched to its limit, unable to withstand the slightest bit of disturbance.
The further he thought, the tighter Zhao Junyao furrowed his brow.
