The north wind is harsh, the world is grim and solemn.
To the north, a sweeping darkness overlays the sky, causing tremors in the void.
Iron hooves shake the Heroic Pass, cold light illuminating the iron armor, with dense crowds trembling the ground thunderously, an overwhelmingly formidable momentum sweeping through heaven and earth.
At Southern City Pass, the chilling long whinnies rose from the snowy storm outside the border. Then, as the snowstorm burst, giant horses leapt forth, landing on the scattered green stone slabs one by one, lined up imposingly and gallantly, among them banners flapping, boldly embroidered with the word "Jiange."
Thirteen troop battalions from Jiange led by Colonel Wu Sheng, turned into a torrent sweeping in from outside the border, successfully joining forces with the Tianxiong Pass Soldiers.
