"Black banners."
"Black armor."
"Not good."
"Close the camp gates, quick."
"Prepare to defend, now."
"The Qin Army is attacking."
Panic-stricken, one Donghu after another shouted.
The crowd that had gathered scattered at once.
The camp gates slammed shut.
Many Donghu men instantly grabbed their bows and arrows, heading to the sentry posts.
The women fell back inside, ferrying arrows to the warriors.
Troops mustered rapidly.
That alone said everything.
In Donghu, everyone is a soldier.
Killing anyone here brings no guilt or burden.
Because they're all enemies.
"How could the Qin Army cross into Donghu territory?"
"Could the border tribes have fallen to the Qin Army?"
"How dare they?"
"Quick! The Qin Army's numbers aren't small—send for help from the Royal Court!"
"Hurry..."
Inside this small tribe, the Donghu people were terrified beyond words.
The Qin Cavalry swept over the plains like a flood.
The earth itself trembled under their charge.
