A Concubine's Daughter in a House of Nobles: Every Step a Calculated Move in This Shattered Land

“Charge with me!” Gu Qingyuan shouted, her voice trembling in a way even she did not notice. Her silver spear carved a chilling arc through the air. Wind swept the stench of blood past her ears, mingling with the groans of wounded soldiers and the cries of warhorses. She watched her bodyguard fall, his eyes still wide open in death, just like her mother's eyes when she was taken away all those years ago. “Kill!” She suddenly charged at the densest part of the enemy ranks like a madwoman, her silver spear flashing in a flurry. Blood mist kicked up by its wind spattered across her face, hot as fire. She could not stop. Behind her were the brothers-in-arms still drawing breath, the civilians who might suffer when the city fell, and this shattered land her father had given his life to protect. As for all those tangled grudges and grievances, perhaps once she had fought her way through this bloody path and saved the last spark of hope, she would be able to look back and understand whether fate had played them false, or whether, in these chaotic times, they had all ultimately become broken tiles guarding the realm…