On the seventh day of June, at seven o'clock.
At the east gate of Nanling Pass, battle cries shook the sky. The deputy general on duty was leading the city guards to try his best to resist the sudden invaders.
The reason why they were called invaders was because these people seemed to have appeared out of thin air. They were covered from head to toe in loose black robes, not soldiers of the Wu Kingdom in armor.
There were not many of them, and they were not even equipped with weapons. However, all of them were skilled and could not be compared to ordinary soldiers.
In just half an hour, more than half of the city guards had fallen, but the other party did not suffer any casualties.
"Damn it, what's wrong with these people? They can't even be killed!"
A burly soldier cursed and stabbed a black-robed man while his back was facing him. The spear pierced through the other party's body as expected, and blood flowed out and dripped to the ground.
