The gentle sunlight shone on the fields, and near the military camp, farmers, filled with fear, took their families, retreating into their straw cottages and reed marshes.
As Prince Kongdai's grand army passed by, the ground rumbled so intensely that the dust shook off from the beams of the houses.
The bold ones peered through cracks in the doors and saw a long procession on the countryside paths, stretching as far as the eye could see.
The farmers couldn't clearly see the clothes they wore, but most were in black, blue, or gray robes and military attire, with a shiny chainmail on top.
Looking at the colorful flags, the farmers knew it was His Highness the Prince's mercenaries.
After the Imperial Knight unit passed, a few farmers removed the door planks, looked around, and then led their plow horses or donkeys from their barns, shaking off their family's pulls, and headed towards the abandoned watchtower to give a warning.
