In the eighth year of Great Xia, April 30th, during the night
Muyin City, in a tall building not far from the Lord's Hall.
At the entrance of the building, over a hundred fully armed golden-armored soldiers were on duty. Passersby would stop and look at these golden-armored soldiers with intense curiosity on their faces.
"Is this the army that decisively defeated Wuchuan on Fushan yesterday?"
"It's them. I heard they attacked Fushan during the day, and Wuchuan's deputy army chief Qin Yuan Yi surrendered without a fight. Over two thousand people, including Qin Yuan Yi, were escorted back to the town last night."
"Attacking Fushan during the day, how is that possible?"
"Why not possible? Look at the Cold Resistance Level cultivation of the gatekeeping soldiers."
"Hiss, all the gatekeepers are at Cold Resistance Level?"
"The Great Xia Dragon Martial Army, all soldiers are at Cold Resistance Level cultivation."
