The sight the two saw most often.
Was women, children, and the elderly at the gates of various residences, helping the men of their households don armor and seeing them off.
As Xu Taiping walked along the streets, he would occasionally see fisherfolk who had not even put their armor on properly heading toward the City Tower, carrying a fishing spear and a shield made from a pot lid.
What particularly moved Xu Taiping was that, though these people had crude armor and weapons, every one of them walked with bright, resolute eyes and a straight back, without the slightest trace of fear.
Had there been only one or two, that would have been understandable. After all, a city this large was bound to produce a few brave souls.
But the problem was that nearly every fisher heading to the battlefield who brushed past Xu Taiping wore that same look, that same expression.
For no apparent reason, Xu Taiping recalled the words people elsewhere used to ridicule the people of Tianhai Town-"Barbarians who don't know whether they're living or dying."
"Sis, once we help Brother Xu find that thing, I'm going to join the Red Armor Camp too!"
After they emerged from yet another spice shop, A Hu suddenly turned and looked at his elder sister, A Zhu, with firm resolve in his eyes.
"No hurry. You can go after your sister here is dead."
A Zhu, who was scanning the shops along the street, spoke without turning her head.
"Sis... don't keep talking about dying..."
A Hu pouted, his face full of reluctance.
Beside them, Xu Taiping wanted very much to offer the siblings a few words of comfort, but swallowed the words that had reached his lips.
*If I can't find the Great General's Life-Bound Item, it won't