Thankfully, the Patrol Army was on duty, so order was maintained. It wasn't just outside the city, either. Many of Xianyang City's citizens craned their necks as they lined both sides of the main road, all seemingly waiting in anticipation for something.
At the city gate, a middle-aged man stood ramrod straight, clad in the official attire of a Qin Military Official. He carried the imposing air of a seasoned general.
At that moment, an excited voice rang out at the gates, "They're here!"
Immediately, all eyes turned toward the distant outskirts of the city. In the distance, a series of black Qin banners gradually appeared. Beneath the fluttering flags, a division of elite, black-armored soldiers of the Qin Army could be seen approaching Xianyang. This force comprised both foot soldiers and cavalry.
