Baoxiang Kingdom.
The capital city!
The King of Baoxiang, accompanied by all his crucial civil and military officials, stood upon the ramparts.
Approaching old age, the King of Baoxiang walked to a gap in the city wall and looked outward.
Across the vast plains, clusters of figures resembling dark clouds emerged from the horizon.
The king's eyesight was sharp, and those were not dark clouds at all, but rather neatly arrayed phalanxes of soldiers clad in black armor marching in formation.
The lofty military banners fluttered in the wind, and one could faintly make out the character for "Tang" written in small seal script upon them.
The dense and clamorous sound drew the king's gaze, causing him to notice two columns of cavalry bursting out from behind the formations like long dragons, rapidly dispersing toward the outer walls of the entire capital.
"Why is the Tang of the Eastern Land so... so terrifying? They... they actually have the capability to encircle our capital."
It was unknown which official failed to contain the terror in his heart and spoke aloud.
To have a city wall encircled by an enemy was an extremely terrifying matter.
Daring to divide forces for encirclement and succeeding represented one thing: the enemy possessed an overwhelming numerical superiority.
Seeing this, the calves of the King of Baoxiang trembled involuntarily, and a desolate chill gripped his heart as he thought: Heavens! What on earth did I do to provoke the monarch of Tang for him to dispatch an army from thousands of miles away against my Baoxiang Kingdom? Can it be that the ancestral foundation is destined to be buried in my hands today?
The Eastern Tang Dynasty's dispatch of troops against the Baoxiang Kingdom was extremely sudden.
So sudden was it that the Tang Army struck right