The vanguard sped through the snow-covered plains, crossing the Lu River which had been sealed by ice. Before completely freezing over, ice had encased the shorelines, drowning both the rice fields and the ferry docks, turning them into a ground trampled by hooves. Only one or two chimneys protruded from the ice, like desperate hands reaching out.
"No sign of the enemy."
After crossing the ice, a scout cavalryman at the very front, clad in fur armor and holding a telescope, gazed toward the Broken Blade Mountain defense line. Then, he picked up the animal cage hanging by his side to check on the small creature inside.
