Bab 555: Every flavor

The sun shone brightly in the mostly clear skies over green planes with occasional trees and bushes, the moderately hot summer day made more bearable by the subtle wind.

A delegation of considerable size was nearing in on the Capital of the Fantian Kingdom visible in the distance, the banners proudly flying the Song Imperial Dynasty crest in azure color.

General Feng who has been informed about the arrival of the delegation at the border days prior was waiting on horseback not far from the city gates with several hundred soldiers flying the Fantian Kingdom flag and his personal guard of 30 people holding up the Feng Family crest.

The wind which brought slight relief to the soldiers standing under the sun in heavy armor was flapping the flags behind him, giving the already imposing man an even more valiant look.