At the top of Jizhen City's tower, a man named He Xiqing gazed into the distance.
For ordinary people, they might not see anything, but with He Xiqing's hawk-like eyes, he could clearly see a small fire lighting up in the distance.
"As expected."
Punching the wall beside him, He Xiqing turned to look at the warriors behind him.
"Pass down the order, no one is to leave the city without my command."
"This..."
The warrior hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to pass on this order.
After all, this command to stay inside the city was clearly seen as a cowardly act.
As warriors forged in the cold winds of the northern desert, like proud eagles soaring in the sky, how could they fear battle?
"It's an order! It's to keep you alive!"
Kicking the warrior, He Xiqing sent the messenger down from the city wall.
But soon, a man nearly nine feet tall named Musher climbed up the tower.
"Big Brother, the brothers have some opinions."
Leaning towards He Xiqing, Musher lowered his voice.
