The thirteenth year of Great Xia, the first day of the first lunar month
In the last moments before dawn, Cai Qiuhu finally led the remaining soldiers to the outskirts of Jinyang City. However, upon seeing the formidable city wall, constructed from gigantic twenty-meter-high iron stakes, a mile to the north, he and the other higher-ups of Cai Qiu all faced a dilemma.
The sturdy city wall was a secondary concern. The key issue was the countless armored soldiers atop it, all prepared and vigilantly watching the south side, evidently well-informed and aware of their arrival.
