Seven days later.
Youyan Military Town, Jizhou.
The north wind bit fiercely, and the grass and trees had withered. A killing chill filled heaven and earth.
The four military governors, led by Yin Sheng, stood tall atop the mighty city walls in black iron armor, their expressions cold and stern.
Below them, banners rolled like dragons, blades and spears rose like a forest, and icy gleams filled every corner. Horses neighed, armor and weapons clashed, and the thunder of war drums joined them in an unbroken roar.
With their lives under threat, the four governors had moved and deployed their forces with remarkable speed. In just a few days, they had combined their armies and gathered in Jizhou.
Youyan Military Town had eighty thousand cavalry, the Suzhou Army and Yunzhou Army each had forty thousand heavily armored troops, and the Qinzhou Army had sixty thousand armored soldiers. Naturally, not all of their two hundred thousand-plus troops could come, but more than half had arrived.
Under the four governors' command, over a hundred thousand fierce, hardened soldiers swiftly turned Jizhou into an impregnable fortress. Tens of thousands more armored troops stood in formation outside, their ferocious killing intent surging skyward like a great wall of steel.
Even so, Yin Sheng and the other three remained solemn, anxiety showing in their eyes.
News of the miserable fate of the "Man-Eating Demon King" Yu Can and Qing Province's twenty thousand troops had already reached them, making them shudder despite themselves.
Slaughtering twenty thousand people was nothing. Which of these military governors did not have blood-soaked hands? Which had not killed countless people?
Even though those twenty thousand had belonged to the Qingzhou Army, the four governors had not cared much. What truly terrified them was how quickly and effortlessly the Myriad Calamities Path