For instance, there were many times when the Imperial Court could send a eunuch with a single written decree into an army hundreds of thousands strong, and he could strip its commanding general of his authority with ease and throw him straight into prison.
At such times, even an army of a million had to tremble and bow its head. No one dared object.
But at other times, when authority lay fallen, things were different. Just as in the Late Qing era of the Mirror World, in a city as large as Changsha, one man could shout a slogan, carry a salted duck egg wrapped in tin foil, storm the governor's office, and seize power over an entire province.
At such a time, the Imperial Court still held the mantle of legitimacy, and the city was fully armed. Yet the strength of one ordinary man could shake a province.
When all was said and done, this matter of timing came down to one thing: where the people's hearts lay!
In Hongdong Stockade, the people's hearts were clearly still engaged. They simply no longer lay with Director Zhang and his companions, but with Tang Changsheng, who had stirred up a great commotion before he had even returned.
Yet faced with this situation, Director Zhang and the others could not come up with the slightest idea. They could only grit their teeth and hold on.
Tang Changsheng had not even returned, and already they were being forced to leave. They could hardly stomach it.
After all, over the past year and more, who knew how much manpower and material the Dushi Divine Hall had spent to keep Hongdong Stockade going?
For one thing, when Tang Changsheng left, the Primordial Ancestor's Land had been collapsing...
Without the Primordial Ancestor's Land and its abundant