Zhou Junlin had never expected Yu State to be so difficult to conquer.
The City Lords of Daisui and Fengbai had been at odds for years, so conquering them one by one should have been a matter of time. Who would have thought the two cities would join forces to resist an external enemy, coordinating their efforts seamlessly?
They had lost nearly a thousand men in seven whole days!
Inside Song Xingfeng's campaign tent, Zhou Junlin's brows were tightly locked.
'No!'
'Something is very wrong with this situation.'
He turned and said slowly, "King Qing has been ill for some time without recovering. As his nephew, I am deeply concerned."
The group arrived before Zhou Cangyan's command tent.
Outside Zhou Cangyan's tent, a squad of guards in silver armor stood watch, blocking anyone who approached.
Zhou Junlin knew these were the Chi Xiao, Zhou Cangyan's personal guards, who answered only to him.
"I've come to see my Imperial Uncle."
