The mighty army of a million, how grand it is.
The military banners fluttering, stretching over hundreds of kilometers.
These troops were mostly conscripted from all directions.
Usually, they haven't trained together, the military orders are not communicated, and each acts on their own, barely able to gather together.
After three days of marching, the scattered army finally camped on the slopes a hundred miles outside Feng City.
To take Feng City, one must first capture this Green Stone Pass.
Gao Qiu angrily cursed in his tent, initially planning to wait for all the troops to arrive before combining them for an attack.
Now, the troops from various states arrived scattered, the camp in chaos, some units couldn't even find their own leaders or defensive zones.
This was Gao Qiu's first time commanding a million troops, lacking experience, he was somewhat overwhelmed by the chaos.
During meals, everyone ate separately.
