The church bells rang at dawn and never stopped again, starting with the bell of the Maplestone City Cathedral, followed by the city hall, the great council hall, and various small churches in the city, and finally the camp outside the city.
Inside and outside the city walls, the bells echoed each other. The merging bell sounds were like rolling thunder, rumbling through the streets and alleys, stirring everyone's heart uneasily.
The gates of Maplestone City were tightly closed, and no one could enter or exit, except those with military passes.
Even those who did not know the specifics could see the blazing fire on the East Bank last night.
Connected merchants, representatives, and envoys were trying every possible way to gather information, but the city had been in lockdown since last night, and the people they sent out were arrested by patrolling gendarme cavalry.
