Uniform black-and-gray military uniforms.
Massive, robust bodies, sharp and savage gazes, silent murderous auras, and an overwhelming air of iron and blood—these were the valiant warriors of this world's River Civilization, their sky-piercing spirit awakened once more after many years!
Although they carried rifles and pistols, the warriors walking silently through the thin mist clearly favored their fists, feet, or customary weapons even more. They were like evil spirits strolling through the smoke; they seemed to be sauntering, yet moved incredibly fast, darting forward in scattered groups like fish swimming upstream.
They usually formed squads of several dozen.
Some invisible force seemed to tug them toward one another as they advanced with clear purpose toward the northern horizon, where the Qing Imperial Court's great army had pitched camp.
Amid this spreading thin mist.
Scattered, indistinct gunshots could often be heard.
After the gunshots came the uncontrollable cries of human panic, only to stop abruptly at once. All that remained were riderless warhorses, startled into fleeing aimlessly, yet unable to escape this thin, hazy fog no matter what.
The panting warhorses were utterly frantic.
It was a beast.
A beast's instincts were keen.
A chestnut warhorse felt as though it had accidentally blundered into a whole pack of lions and tigers. The hunting bloodlust radiating from every one of them flayed its nerves alive, as if their fangs were already impatient to pierce its throat and gulp down its scalding blood, turning the entire world into an enraged crimson sea!
The chestnut warhorse suddenly stopped.
Without realizing it, it had reached the riverside.
There, it encountered something incomprehensible, something that had never existed in this world before.
The thing stood five meters tall and was enormous and heavy. Its overall outline was identical to that of a terrifying upright ape. This