This year marks the twenty-third year since Yunqin Emperor Changsun Jinse ascended the throne.

This day, outside Yunqin Empire’s western border, in a yellow sand wasteland outside Sanskrit Pass, a large group of sand camel riders, bare upper bodied bandits attacked a caravan transporting tea. However, these weirdly shaped sickle wielding bandits didn’t expect the rumbling of thunder to suddenly sound from the nearby hills behind them.

“Yunqin border army!”

Black arrows that were concentrated like dark clouds suddenly appeared in the skies. The expressions on the faces of these bandits which were covered in terrifying tattoos completely changed.

It was just an instant, but the cries of alarm became howls of grief.

Bandits collapsed heavily into the ground, their bodies were impaled all over by arrows, causing blood to flow along the dry yellow sand.

A group of black-armored cavalry rushed out from behind the hill, the sounds of hooves shaking heaven and earth. The giant bow wielding cavalry at the front suddenly separated into two sides, and then the Black Flower Spear wielding cavalry were like black reapers, ruthlessly charging into the bandits who suffered disastrous casualties.

Suddenly, a wave of tremendous air surged in...