The massive fleet, following the strong, rhythmic calls of the trackers, slowly sailed into the Jizhou port.
Jiang Kui, who had been waiting at the dock for a long time, stretched out his hand to shield his eyes from the glare, squinted carefully, and saw banners emblazoned with the golden "Yang" character fluttering in the golden sunlight that resembled heads of ripe wheat...
"They've arrived!"
He tapped the square table beside him hastily. Lei Heng and Liu Meng, who were sitting and drinking tea, quickly put down their tea bowls and stood up to follow Jiang Kui's steps, greeting them outside.
One by one, the large ships slowly approached the shore and anchored. The dockworkers, who had been waiting for a long time, lifted the heavy gangplanks and rushed aboard. Without any summons, they still managed orderly chaos, and the usual scuffles over competing for customers and business did not occur.