Under the walls of the Yin Mansion, a row of ladders was prepared to be erected during sacrifices. These guards could climb over the high walls and directly infiltrate the Yin Mansion.
Additionally, the crossbowmen did their best to replace the crossbows. Every hundred bows.
"I don't know!" The guardian beside him cautiously replied.
Yang Jian said something, waved his hand for the guards to move. His upper muscles started to recover. The photo was opened under Cheng Zhu's trust. At this moment, his heart suddenly surged with fear.
The Heavenly Weapon Pavilion had always been a royal taboo; generally, the royal family wouldn't produce Heavenly Weapon Pavilions. But now, the Heavenly Weapon Pavilion had come to the Silver Mansion, which was difficult for Yang Jian to comprehend.
He knew that the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion had always ignored the secular world, yet was always focused on the refinery. It was too hot for the Heavenly Soldiers to gather at the pavilion.
