A deep, muffled noise rang out, as the front gate of Meng Fortress opened up. Wu Qi brought a troop of ten thousand soldiers, each clad in a dark-green armor and a blood-red cape draped over their shoulders, a helmet decorated with blood-red goose feathers mounted on their heads. They walked slowly out from behind the gate. Their armors were clean and glossy like a mirror, and they lined up in a formation of welcoming the guest.
Then, the beating of drums echoed out, and the music was played. Behind the formation, Yan Dan came out slowly from the fortress, sitting on a chariot.
