Last night.
The Kushan Empire had an army of 2 million, while the Western Xia, Tibet, and Dali each had an army of 1 million.
This army of nearly 3 million is still quite far from the capital.
All they could see were torches stretching as far as the eye could see.
But this morning, this army of 3 million men arrived at the city gates, less than five miles from the city.
They could see a dense, dark crowd.
The sheer number of people in the dark was visually striking.
Even Jiang Tian, a veteran of countless battles, felt a chill run down his spine after seeing it.
Jiang Tian wasn't worried about not being able to beat them, but seeing these 3 million people triggered his trypophobia.
Upon seeing Jiang Tian, he couldn't help but shudder, and Li Fengnian and his civil and military officials also couldn't help but shudder.
"All musketeers, get out of the city!" Jiang Tian waved his hand. "Once the great battle begins, it won't be long before it's your turn to charge into battle."
"Are the knives all sharpened?"
Jiang Tian asked loudly.
"My lord, our knives have long been sharpened to a gleaming shine."
"One strike could obliterate the opponent's soul."
"Sir, the gunmen on our backs are all itching for a fight with their knives."
"The day is the perfect time to make a name for yourself and achieve great things."
Jiang Tian nodded, and soon the city gate slowly opened.
Two thousand cavalrymen rode their Akhal-Teke horses out of the city gate in single file.
Li Fengnian and his civil and military officials were so frightened that they didn't know what to do.
"My lord, I think we should close the city gates immediately."
"If the Kushan soldiers swarm in, we won't be able to hold the city gates at all."
"Look how scared you guys are. We'll talk after I leave the city."
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