The week-long journey used when training the king took Chu Han only two days as he traveled at leisure to reach the royal city. Tianyun Kingdom was not large, merely rich in fertile land and resources.
At the same time, the people in every town Chu Han passed through had learned that war was imminent, and a sense of panic had begun to spread.
Yet by the time Chu Han reached the royal city, news from the border had already been relayed through one distant city after another. Before long, everyone would know that the king had personally led troops onto the battlefield.
The royal city, utterly unaware of this, remained trapped in the depths of misery under siege.
The residents could not leave the city and were trapped in their homes, waiting for their ammunition and food to run out. Meanwhile, the National Teacher still reveled in nightly feasts and music, while the general was nothing but decoration, unable to solve the problem even when the enemy had reached the city gates.
The ministers were frantic with anxiety, but there was nothing they could do. They could only watch helplessly as the city gates gradually fell.
The battle at the gates raged fiercely. When Chu Han arrived, corpses littered the ground. There were not even many Mingcheng Kingdom troops attacking the main city, yet they had turned the battle into such a mess!
Shaking his head speechlessly, Chu Han swaggered toward the city gate and walked inside.
His conspicuous appearance immediately drew the attention of both sides.
War was not fought every moment of every day. It seemed the two sides had agreed to a truce each morning and evening.
When Chu Han entered the gate, it was precisely during the truce. Both forces were resting on opposite sides,