In the Great Hall of the Yin-Shang capital, Chaoge, the bronze candle holders cast flickering light upon the grim faces of the civil and military officials.
The urgent report from the North Sea, received three days ago, still echoed in their ears like a thunderclap. The seventy-two feudal lords of the Northern Territory had joined forces with the demon tribes of Northern Luzhou in rebellion, breaching seven cities in succession. Yancheng was in grave danger. It was a crisis of state, the likes of which Yin-Shang had not seen in generations.
"In three days, reinforcements and supplies for the North have been prepared. Who among you is willing to lead the troops and quell the rebellion?" King Zhou swept his gaze across the court, his expression stern.
Chapter 113