Lion City.
A massive breach had been torn through the towering city walls. On one side lay scorched earth littered with broken bricks and shattered tiles; on the other stood buildings reduced to crumbling walls.
This was the largest settlement in all of Lion Province, even slightly larger than West Sail Port. Many prosperous streets were lined with broad, spacious mansions, while some citizens had replaced their homes' walls with stone and concrete.
Although Wutuo had little regard for steel and cement, his personal admiration for the Velanders had led all of Lion Province to regard the Velanders as godfathers, imitating everything they did from top to bottom.
Building walls with cement, plastering those walls, paving roads with cement, even embedding rebar into structures... these were all things the local nobles and wealthy had learned from the Velanders.
And now, those reinforced concrete buildings had become some of the few shelters available to the Boro Kingdom Army.
This counted as one of the few good things Wutuo had done for his "subjects"...
Dark clouds hung low in the sky, and the air on the ground was so stifling it was hard to breathe, as though a torrential downpour was about to arrive.
On the southern district's defensive line, the Boro Kingdom Army's temporary command post was hidden inside a low building.
With the help of Isher, who had personally witnessed the firepower of the Horn, the Boro Kingdom officers completed their frontline defensive deployment.
He had not needed to remain here. Not long ago, his former superior Anwar had sent a telegram to the front, intending to pull him back to Golden Gallon Port.
Anwar had not forgotten him after all.
Though Anwar was suspected by his former superior Abusak, the intrigue among the upper ranks would not affect a