Dian Wei's twenty thousand heavily armored cavalry stopped fifteen hundred meters away from the Imperial City. Then, a group of bare-chested soldiers were seen carrying numerous large chests and several grand thrones as they slowly marched over. The intention was abundantly clear: these men carried no weapons; they had come to deliver supplies. Remembering the precedent set a few days ago, the city-garrison soldiers were quite sensible, opening the city gates from afar while wearing ingratiating smiles.
The hurried Prince glanced at the behavior of his city-garrison soldiers, his face turning as dark as pitch. Did the guards of the Royal City not even need him, a Prince, to nod and grant passage? Exactly who was the master of the Royal City?
Soon, several hundred men carrying large chairs walked up onto the ramparts and installed those chairs at the very highest point of the city wall. The chairs were exquisitely crafted, exuding an air of high-end, magnificent, atmospheric luxury. Moreover, the already tall watchtower was raised by another two meters. Right beside the chairs, a large tea table was set up. Aside from a large, unidentified cylindrical object placed at each seat, various rare delicacies began to be laid out. Clearly, this had already been transformed into a viewing platform.
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