Lord Zheng walks forward, the Sword Saint by his side.
Ahead, a group of armored soldiers is moving corpses to clear the road. Closer, four soldiers each hold a large broom to sweep away the blood on the ground.
Because, Lord's boots stepping on dirty blood would be uncomfortable.
Actually, Lord Zheng is not that picky. Last time when attacking East Mountain Fort, he could personally carry a sword to kill enemies, but when conditions permit, why make oneself suffer?
Life requires a bit more ceremonial presence. For yourself to enjoy it is secondary; the key is that your soldiers love to see such rituals.
Originally, someone was sent ahead to say the captives should be sent to the dock. Lord Zheng refused and decided to visit Jing City himself.
At this moment, a messenger soldier, with a three-colored flag on his back, sprinted over, knelt down, and reported:
