The Zhang Household's banner pole had originally stood ten feet tall, but it had snapped and was now only five feet long. Shoe prints covered the rolled-up banner, several of them clearly fresh.
"Bastards..." Zhang Jing'an clenched his teeth in fury.
Fang Yun held the Pearl River Army Banner out to Zhang Jing'an and said, "Once the Literary Battle is over, you'll carry it back to the marquis's residence!"
"Yes!" Zhang Jing'an immediately jumped down from his chair and gave Fang Yun a military salute. Excitedly, he hugged the Pearl River Army Banner, which was taller than he was, vigorously patted off the dust, then unfurled it.
Pale yellow tassels adorned the old, blood-red banner, upon which the words "Pearl River Army" were embroidered in bold, vigorous black clerical script.
Looking at the banner, Fang Yun recalled the history of the Pearl River Army recorded in the books. Even though he was not truly Zhang Longxiang, a faint ripple stirred his heart.
The Chu Kingdom's Pearl River Army had faced the Qin Kingdom, fought bitter battles against the Zhao Kingdom, and crossed swords with the Qi Kingdom.
It had once fought its way into the Demon Race's heartland and trampled ten thousand Barbarian Race tents flat.
Every generation of the Pearl River Army had enjoyed illustrious renown.
But since Zhang Wankong's disappearance and Zhang Longxiang's ten-year imprisonment, the Pearl River Army had fought battle after battle, suffering devastating losses among its elite troops. Now, fewer than fifty thousand true veterans remained, while the other hundred and fifty thousand were recruits who had served for less than three years.
Although the Chu Kingdom's strength ranked behind only the Qin Kingdom and the Zhao Kingdom, it lay at the southernmost edge of the Literary World, with many stretches of its borders adjoining