Flurries of snow fluttered from the sky, and a cold wind blew from the north, causing the flags around to flutter.
Dongfang Wuyun stood on the city wall, his eyes looking east, watching the continuous military camps stationed along the south bank of the Han River, a trace of worry floating in his eyes.
The Chu people came too fast, and it was too unexpected.
No one had thought that Chu State, which had originally been having a pleasant conversation and had quickly reached a huge grain trade deal with them, would suddenly launch a sneak attack during the grain trade.
Over ten thousand elite troops and hundreds of thousands of civilian workers conscripted from all over the army in Nanjiang Prefecture were nearly wiped out in one fell swoop during the Chu's sudden attack.
Even Nanjiang Prefecture, in its emptiness, was easily taken by the Chu people.
