The Prince's Seal Subdued the Skies, Heavenly Soldiers Struck North amid Wind and Thunder

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The deep, powerful pounding of oxhide war drums stirred clouds of dust that blotted out the sky along the ancient border road of the Qingzhou District.

As far as the eye could see, three hundred thousand elite soldiers of the [Qingzhou Suppression Army], clad in black armor and bearing heavy halberds, marched north across the land in twelve enormous formations, each spanning several miles, like a raging ocean current forged from black steel.

Above their heads, over a thousand immense Psionic Flying Ships spread like dark clouds that obscured the heavens. Their engines rumbled low and oppressive as they advanced in perfect synchronization with the army below.

This was nothing like the awkward situations of the past, when any vassal prince leading troops would draw scrutiny and impeachment from the court.

Today, the most orthodox scarlet banners of Great Zhou flew at the highest points of this army.

Those banners snapped in the wind, clearly embroidered in golden threads of national destiny with the insignia of [Southwest Pacifying Grand Commander] and [Peerless Prince], personally bestowed by the Great Zhou emperor and officially authenticated by the Ministry of Rites.

This was a force of "Heavenly Soldiers," marching with unquestionable legitimacy under imperial orders to defend the throne!

"Your Highness's proclamation for this northern expedition is truly exquisite."

At the army's center, Zhang Cheng, Chief Secretary of the Grand Commander's Office, rode close beside Chu Bai's warm violet-gold jade throne, drawn by nine dragons. Looking at the "Memorial on Marching North to Quell Disorder and Defend the Nation's Gates," which had already spread like wildfire through every province of Great Zhou, he praised it without restraint:

"With this proclamation, the actions of our three hundred thousand soldiers have been defined outright as a righteous undertaking: 'The Son of Heaven