As long as it can be suppressed, with time, it will naturally get better.

Although the situation has improved, Great Jin knows that the people of the god's capital still harbor a lot of resentment, so at the end of last year, before Emperor Yuliang led his army to the east, he notified Youzhou in advance, asking the Holy Dynasty to send a large army over to suppress the three paths and the god's capital.

Emperor of Jin dispatched Yucheng King and Yongwei King to each lead an army of one million, along with ten marquises each leading an army of five hundred thousand, for a total of seven million soldiers, specifically to suppress the god's capital and the three paths of the Capital Region, Lincang, and Shuofeng.

The god's capital holds significant importance, so Yongwei King and Yucheng King paid the most attention, bringing their armies of one million directly to station within; the rest of the Capital Region Path was guarded by six other marquises; the other two paths each had two marquises stationed.

Pingcheng King led his army to resist the triple alliance at Jiuhua Dao, and withdrew four marquises and two hundred thousand soldiers from the Capital Region Path, leaving only two marquises there, and then Lincang Path was attacked, so these two marquises along with the two from Shuofeng went together to support Lincang.

Upon learning that Hou Yuxiao was going to attack Hulao Pass, Pingcheng King directly transferred Yucheng King and Yongwei King from the god's capital, but Yucheng King and Yongwei King knew the god's capital could not be lost, and only went themselves to support Pingcheng King, not moving any of their troops.

This means that of the total seven million soldiers stationed in the god's capital and the three paths, five million had left, leaving only two million soldiers of Yongwei King and Yucheng King to continue guarding the god's capital.

...

Unlike other cities, the god's capital does not have city gates on all four sides, but instead has thirteen gates on the southern city wall, symbolizing facing south from the north, encompassing the thirteen provinces of the world.

Each of the thirteen city gates is thirty-three and a third tall, made of Dark Cold Iron mixed with Mysterious Gold, showing a bluish-golden color. Not to mention breaking through, even an average Sub-Saint of Martial Dao cannot wish to break through.

Rumor has it that these thirteen gates did not meet the Holy Master's expectations. When he ordered Mo Yunzi to build the city gates, he intended them to fend off Martial Dao Saints. Unfortunately, Mo Yunzi could not achieve this despite scavenging spirit materials from around the world and had to settle for the next best thing.

In reality, to withstand a strike from an ordinary Sub-Saint Realm of Martial Arts expert, the spirit material is already priceless across The World, let alone such thirteen grand gates.

Some have joked that even prying off a small piece of the god's capital city gate could ensure your family won't worry about food and drink for ten generations. Upon thinking carefully, this statement does indeed hold some truth.

On January 15th, New Yu Era 1333, at night

In the deep of night, the thirteen city gates of the god's capital emitted a brilliant blue glow; with both sides of the city wall pitch black, the gates stood out, akin to thirteen piercingly clear jade plates silently rooted on the earth.

Emperor Yuliang's eastward campaign; to the right, the Dongyuan Path, where more than twenty million troops are engaged in battle; Jiuhua, Wangchuan, and Linjiang Paths have rebelled with an eleven million allied army from Hou Clan, Lu Family, and Jiangbei Alliance watching intently; Hexi's two hundred thousand Red Flame Army has also attacked Lincang Path, leaving the already tensionridden god's capital even more alarmed.

A month ago, the god's capital only imposed a curfew at night, but upon confirmation that the Hou Clan's two hundred thousand Red Flame Army entered Lincang Path, the defending army directly shut all thirteen city gates, forbidding anyone from entering or leaving.

The citizens, fearing for their lives, dared not speak out, staying obediently at home during the day, and even more afraid to move at night.

Duan Kai, a native of the god's capital whose family has lived in the capital for twenty generations, managed a long-established weapon store, allowing them to live well.

Just around Zishi, Duan Kai woke in the night, stepped out of the room after finishing his business and pulling up his pants, he suddenly felt a tremor that nearly made him stumble.

Thud... thud...… thud...…

"Those Jin bastards are patrolling the city again, I spit!"

Duan Kai, instantly wide awake, cursed under his breath.

Such matters weren't new; recently the Jin soldiers often patrolled the city at midnight, sometimes claiming to capture rebels, other times to change guards, causing much dissatisfaction among the residents living on the streets.

Thud thud thud...…

However, after over a hundred breaths, the tremor still had not stopped.

Only now did Duan Kai realize something was amiss, hurrying to the front hall, he quietly opened his store's door, glanced at the street, and his expression paused.

The street was empty; where were any patrolling soldiers?

"Not Jin bastards, then who...…"

Seeing no one, Duan Kai's courage grew a bit, he opened the door and cautiously stepped out, finding many of his neighbors had already come out.

He was about to ask when he noticed everyone, uniformly shocked, looking toward the city gate. Curiously, he looked up too.

Upon seeing, terror filled his eyes as well.

At this moment, it was the dead of midnight, the sky completely dark, yet behind the city gate, in the southern sky, a brilliant red cloud, seemingly as bloody as a cluster, was rapidly approaching them.

"Is there a large army coming?"

Duan Kai, unable to contain his shock, immediately exclaimed.

The neighbors on both sides of the street immediately turned their heads to look at him.

They were all long-time residents of the capital and had seen everything.

The blood-red cloud was the commotion of an army on the move, and from the trajectory of its movement, it was evident that an army with full vigor was approaching the capital.

Duan Kai could see it, and naturally, they could too.

Coming with full vigor meant they were marching to war.

At this moment, why would an army come to attack the capital?

Thud, thud...

The sound of thousands of horses galloping suddenly echoed through the city, and Duan Kai, along with others, immediately narrowed their eyes, turning to look toward the north of the capital, towards the inner area.

Tall steeds galloped swiftly from the end of the street, with soldiers wearing black and gold armor on horseback shouting furiously at both sides of the street:

"The army must hurry to the city gate, quickly, quickly!"

"Everyone, rush to the city gate tower to assemble; any delay will be punished by death without mercy, as there are traitors attacking the city. Hurry... hurry..."

"Tonight, a curfew is enforced throughout the city. Anyone lingering outside will be dealt with according to Jin Laws. Everyone must return home and stay put!"

......

After these soldiers passed, thousands of troops charged in from the inner area, all rushing toward the southern city gate, directly ascending the city wall via the stone stairs inside the city. Within merely a hundred breaths, Duan Kai roughly counted at least tens of thousands of soldiers galloping past him.

And more and more soldiers of Great Jin kept gathering...

"The soldiers of Great Jin, is someone really going to attack the city?"

"Could it be the allied army?"

"Hahahahaha, who else could it be but them!"

"Indeed, who else would dare?"

"Emperor Yuliang took away the entire army, leaving only two million troops of Yucheng King and Yongwei King in the city. I've heard that both Yucheng King and Yongwei King were sent to deal with the coalition of three families."

"Hahahahaha, Great Jin is going to lose the capital!"

"......"

Duan Kai's expression was also somewhat bemused, but as he realized, a burst of joy exploded within his eyes. Seeing the Jin soldiers still rushing towards the city gate in front of him, each with a look of panic on their faces, his mood was instantly elated.

Only eight years after the fall of Great Yu, during this time, Great Jin killed at least hundreds of thousands of people in the capital, mostly martial artists. Each martial artist was the pillar of their ordinary households. No normal capital resident liked Great Jin.

The allied army was here.

In that instant, the residents of the city couldn't wait to spread the word.

What curfew, what confinement, what defiance of Jin Laws...

Every citizen instantly cast these thoughts aside, with strong anticipation rising in their hearts, beginning to discuss with their neighbors about how quickly the army outside could break the city.

They didn't get carried away; the panic when the Jin soldiers issued their orders just now and the chaotic scene of them rushing to the gates all fully demonstrated their inner fear. At the moment, Great Jin had no time to deal with these citizens.

Until a sharp voice came from the sky:

"I am the Sixteenth Prince Jiang Yuyun, Jin rebels, haven't you quickly opened the city gates to surrender? The Prince might show leniency!"

...…

In an instant, the entire capital's populace fell silent.

They suddenly turned their heads, almost simultaneously looking towards the direction of the city gate, their eyes revealing excitement, shock, and a trace of... fanaticism.