The news that Henry himself was personally leading an army swept across the eastern grasslands like a mighty east wind, stirring up ripples of unrest.
The gold-bordered banner of the Bro Clan flew high at the head of the army, like a dazzling sun glittering brilliantly in the light.
Throughout the entire army of the Bro Clan, this gold-bordered noble banner only appeared where Henry himself was present.
The nobles of the eastern grasslands were immediately consumed by the news. Merchants in the marketplaces put their heads together, discussing the might of Henry's army and the impact this campaign would have on the region's balance of power.
Herdsmen gathered before their tents, speculating on the course of the war and its potential consequences.
'Will the price of livestock go up? Should we go sell a batch at Westwood Laine?'
