The horses' hooves whinnied, stirring up billowing dust.
It was clearly just a troop of a few hundred people, yet it carried an aura of thunderous might that no one could ignore!
It's a strange feeling, even when Prince Mu's million-strong army was at the city gates, the City Defending Guard of the Capital City didn't feel this way—heart pounding, as if their very hearts would be crushed by the sound of those iron hooves pounding the ground.
From afar, there was an overwhelming, indomitable momentum coming with these few hundred soldiers and horses!
"Heavens, who are they?" someone exclaimed, as various forces outside the city, originally closely monitoring the city gate, cried out in alarm.
This momentum was truly terrifying!
"Finally, back." Outside the Capital City, in a military camp, a figure in purple-gold stood proudly, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, possessing a beauty that could topple a nation in an instant.
