Beneath the city walls that towered into the clouds, at the tall and broad main gate!
The open space spanning several thousand square meters before the gate was packed with valiant Great Qin soldiers standing all around.
Jian Shang rode a Northern Plains Biao, clad in a lake-blue fitted outfit. He held the Dragon-Coiled Brightsilver Spear, wore the Purple-Gold Coldmoon Saber at his waist, and had the Wrought-Iron Bow fastened beside the horse's belly.
He stood at the center of the main gate passage, quietly gazing through the gate at the restless Northern Di Barbarian Cavalry several miles away.
Behind Jian Shang stood Gao Gong, Gao Hong, Yang Ning, and Shi Ji.
Behind them were commanders such as Jiang Sheng, Ma Qiang, Luo Sheng, and Bai Li, followed by the battle-ready Black Wolf Cavalry.
Shi Jin and Yu Wen led more than eighty Black Wolf Cavalrymen who remained at the Otherworlder Military Camp, responsible for logistics.
With the main force deploying and a logistics team left behind, all under Imperial Court approval, they could not possibly force even the noncombat units—such as logistics troops and engineering troops—onto the battlefield, could they?
Jian Shang and the Black Wolf Cavalry were the first faction to reach the city gate. Though their numbers were small, they could justifiably stand at the very front and occupy the main gate passage.
Tide-like ranks poured down from every stone stairway, converging at the north gate like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.
An arm could not twist a thigh.
Under the watchful, tiger-like gaze of the iron-blooded Great Qin soldiers, all the Otherworlder Factions obediently followed orders. It was not that they feared death, but being punished by military law for cowardice and earning nothing but curses and contempt was far too unworthy. Besides, Otherworlders