In the main street of the imperial city.
Troops in armor were clearing the way and blocking the spectating crowd on both sides of the street. There were crowds of people gathered making a racket. The noise was so loud that it seemed that it was going to capsize the imperial city.
The people were all focusing their attention as they curiously and expectantly looked toward the city gate.
As the icy cold autumn wind blew, the dead leaves on the main street of the imperial city were blown into the air. Since the first group of soldiers entered the city, the mood of the imperial city was somber. The spectating crowd was absolutely silent as hundreds of blood-red flags marched past. It was like a sea of blood as the flags fluttered in the wind.
The troops in armor were marching in step and every single step was filled with a chilly metallic sound as it resounded throughout the imperial city.
