Chapter 700: Difficult Governance

at three drums were struck on the midday gate and a horn sounded.A low and resonant horn sounded, echoing across half the city. The ancient capital, steeped in a thousand years of imperial energy, see...ectedly slaughtered on the spot.The blood was like a pool, the bodies of the dead soldiers still warm.Wang Tenghuan's eyes widened, and his aged face was pale with terror to the extreme.He clearly saw...