Atop the Imperial City.
A torrential rain of arrows, fired from the Dragon Arm Crossbows of the Great Yan Imperial Guard, turned to foam and vanished at a wave of Lu Mingyuan's hand.
Thick, heavy black shields were arrayed neatly before the Imperial Palace, ready to repel Lu Mingyuan's assault.
The Great Yan Soldiers were fully armed, their cold gazes fixed on the Crown Prince leading this coup from behind the visors of their sealed helmets.
They obeyed only the Court's commands and would not be swayed by Lu Mingyuan's words.
Leading them was an imposing, powerfully built man in armor. His face was fierce, and his exposed arms revealed ferocious tattoos: a dragon on one, a tiger on the other.
He held a Red Tassel Spirit Spear that echoed with the phantom roars of a dragon and a tiger. He stood before the Imperial City like a Divine Nail, guarding the Inner Court.
