But they were dressed in nothing like I had ever seen them wear, and yet, it all seemed so familiar. Each man wore what looked like loose silken black pants that tapered in at their ankles. They didn't wear any form of shirt, but there was golden armor on their shoulders and gold cuffs at their wrists that covered the entirety of their forearms.
On their heads were helmets that prevented me from being able to see their faces, but I knew exactly who they were; Wang Chao, Liu Wei, Liu Yu Zeng, and Chen Zi Han. My men.
And I felt that connection to them more than I ever had before.
But the longer I looked at them, the more I noticed that they were dressed for war. Each man carried a shield that had to be at least 4 feet in height on their left arm while their right hand carried a weapon.
Wang Chao held an unsheathed sword and looked ready to fight. The eyes behind his helmet seemingly glowed red in the darkness.
