Dongling City.
Between East River and West River, there was only a suspension bridge two zhang wide connecting them.
Beneath the suspension bridge was the Raging River, which split the whole of Dongling City in two.
The reason the Raging River took the word "raging" for its name was because the waves in this river were exceptionally fierce, the undercurrents swift and violent, and hidden reefs lay thick throughout.
The river water was filled with waves like snow-white foam.
Walking on the suspension bridge, even though it was still the dry season of the grotto-heaven, one could hear the exceptionally rapid waves below slapping against the reefs and rock walls.
Against the hard reefs and rock walls, the waves were instantly beaten into snow-foam spray.
Jiang Ning raised his head and glanced at the grand city wall ahead, and inwardly could not help but marvel at the dangerous natural advantage of East River.
Dongling City, as its name suggested, was originally situated among mountains and hills.
It had been built according to the naturally perilous terrain.
The swiftness of the Raging River had almost severed any possibility of attacking the East District by water.
And the only link to the East District was that suspension bridge merely two zhang wide.
Once the suspension bridge was raised, there was no gate by which to enter the city.
Not to mention, the East District had also built city walls as high as twenty zhang according to the perilous terrain by the riverbank.
City walls of such height could be called difficult for even flying birds to cross.
Only in a feudal environment where individual great power belonged to the self could such a thing be accomplished.
Jiang Ning crossed the three-zhang-wide suspension bridge, paid the entry fee to enter the East District