Heyuan Prefecture.
The expansive city stretched along the mountain slopes, covered in lush green grass.
After finishing today's patrol, Yang Xu, as per routine, led his men—a total of twenty-eight riders—to patrol around the Flowing Gold Sea, checking for any Northern Court scouts and ensuring the safe production of the fishermen as well as the smooth passage of trade caravans.
Making sure they wouldn't be harassed by those who outwardly posed as "horse bandits" but were secretly "Northern Court soldiers."
Even in times of peace, these people were the main source of military achievements.
Rustling noises.
The fishermen gathered near the wharf, loading their daily catch into different fish baskets and placing them onto carts, hoping to sell them in the city for a good price.
