Chu You squeezed his legs around the horse's stomach and leaned forward. The black horse under him flew out.
He took the lead and galloped to the front in high spirits. A cold and arrogant smile appeared on his lips, as if the shackles that had been on him for more than a year were about to be completely broken.
Thousands of soldiers followed aggressively, sweeping all the way in the direction of the imperial mausoleum, stepping on the ground until it rumbled, and dust flew into the sky.
"Slap!"
Chu You swung his whip on the horse's buttocks, and the strong horse galloped even faster. Its four hooves turned, and its long mane fluttered.
Chu You rushed forward for two miles and saw the glazed roof and red wall of the imperial mausoleum appear in front of him. The solemn and majestic imperial mausoleum was very eye-catching in the green mountains and rivers.
"Huff!""
Chu You stopped his horse at the dismounting tablet.
