"Woo! Woo!..."
The deep sound of the horn echoed in the skies of the Northern Country, reverberating in the desolate distant sky. In the sky, eagles flew over the snow-capped peak of Ezo Fuji, overlooking the coastline where the first snow was about to arrive. By the shore, two customs ships and three Japanese-style merchant ships, a total of five large Japanese ships with fluttering flags, sailed around the sparsely wooded bay, heading toward the mouth of Korobetsu River. At the river's mouth, a makeshift Shandan camp in the style of Ezo, was already filled with makeshift tents. Hundreds of "Shandan Tribes" had long since formed formations, patiently waiting for a long time!
"Da da! Da da!..."
