A big army came from the north. They were large in number, densely packed on the state highway on such a snowy day.
Armors and knives clanged.
Like a proud lion leaving its own territory and showing its sharp claws, Tantai Xuan was riding a horse in his heavy armor.
Mo Beike was in a coach. He was old after all. There was nothing inappropriate about that.
Mo Ju was riding a horse too, just like Tantai Xuan.
When it began getting dark, Tantai Xuan commanded the army to set up camp and cook.
In the tent, Tantai Xuan, Mo Beike, and others were discussing the details of the war against Great Zhou.
Tapping the sand table, a military official said, "Lord, we'll arrive in Great Zhou's defensive city, Yuanchi City, if we go ten more miles ahead. The Great Xuan Army captured Yuanchi once before, but Great Zhou has already recaptured it, and it's being guarded by the Black Dragon Guard."
"Yuanchi City… I know this place well."
