The Lu Family Army Has Arrived!

Kyoto's Western Gate.

Under the pull of iron chains, elite soldiers heaved together at the heavy gates.

At last, they swung open with a thunderous crash—

Outside!

Deafening hoofbeats echoed between heaven and earth!

Clop—clop—

Hooves struck the ground, iron armor clashed, and together they played a strange, heart-stopping rhythm!

From afar!

The army looked like an undulating black Flood Dragon rising from the distant horizon, its scales parting and closing as it radiated bloodthirsty intent.

At the very front of the army!

A blood-red banner snapped in the wind, a huge "Lu" embroidered across it!

"Is that... the Lu Family Army?"

An old general stood at the city gate. He was the commander of Kyoto's Western Gate, holding a military post of the Principal Fifth Rank.

A veteran of many battles, his body covered in scars, he now muttered to himself, his eyes full of disbelief.

He had fought in the Jiangnan commoners' uprising and risen through military merit. He had seen blood and heaps of corpses!

But the sight before him!

It shook him as nothing ever had.

Clop—

Clop—

He had never seen such might, not even from Kyoto's elite Golden Mace Guard!

He could not help recalling what people said of the Lu Family Army.

"One body drenched in blood, two feet caked in mud!"

"Moving a mountain is easy; moving the Lu Family Army is hard!"

This mighty force from the Northern Region was the iron-blooded army that had kept North Wind from daring to march south for fifteen years.

Its fearsome name had long been sung throughout North Wind. Even North Wind's historians, when recording this army,

had no choice but to call it a "savage army."

Today!

The Lu Family Army had finally set foot in Jiangnan, and its arrival seemed more terrifying