The Iron Cavalry of Changning

War smoke rises. Who dares lend me sword and steel to challenge the ravages of time? When the glory fades, how many wisps of smoke and cloud will remain?

Across a thousand miles of frontier, I am king!

“Where are the Changning Iron Cavalry? Will you ride with me to slaughter the Hu and wipe out the invaders, trampling their royal camp beneath our horses at Mount Yan?” The general in white robes sat astride his horse, sword in hand.

“We will!” The battle-hardened soldiers below raised their arms and shouted in answer.

That year, a severe drought struck the frontier, and not a single grain could be harvested.

That year, rebellions erupted everywhere, and the country was in turmoil.