The city was in utter chaos, with countless people from nearby villages flooding into the city, making it extremely crowded. If some self-sufficient farmers, small landlords, or merchants with savings might still find a place to stay, then those poor tenant peasants were not so lucky. They could only rest on street corners and roadsides, shivering in the cold wind.
In contrast, Count Albert's messengers were continuously shuttling through the city.
"All males between the ages of sixteen and forty-five must go to the armory to receive weapons!"
"Lord Albert has issued a national conscription order! Every male must accept the draft! Please proceed to the military camp for training immediately!"
"Those who do not accept the draft will be punished as traitors!"
Meanwhile, soldiers were constantly gathering in various parts of the city and collectively made their way to the barracks.
