The next day, Zhang Gan led the Qin Dynasty's iron cavalry, the Eighteen Cavalry of Yan Yun, and a million ordinary Qin soldiers to the southern part of the empire to block the Wan Dao Domain's invasion.
The wind whistles mournfully; the Yi River is cold.
On this day, the clear skies above the Imperial Capital were obscured by dark clouds. A bone-chilling wind began to blow, causing the temperature to plunge dramatically and sending a profound chill through those who had gathered to see them off.
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Meanwhile, the imperial court dispatched a special envoy to the northwestern battlefield to urge a swift conclusion to the war.
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"CHARGE!"
War still raged on the desert sands.
The faces of Zhao Yun and his three companions, as well as the Sand Scorpion King, were somewhat pale. All bore injuries of varying degrees, and blood was flowing from their wounds.