The Night He Took the City, He Fought Three Thousand Enemies Alone

The Northern Frontier's cavalry bears down on the land. Three cities have fallen in succession, and the court is furious. Li Jinchuan leads the remnants of his forces in a desperate defense of the isolated city. With arrows and provisions exhausted, he rides alone on a nighttime raid against the enemy camp, sending three thousand elite soldiers to their deaths in a sea of flames. His armor is stained with blood, yet he does not take a single step back. Xie Xiaoyan, once a military strategist for the enemy state, was demoted to a convict soldier. But on the eve of the city's fall, he sneaks into the commander's tent at night and severs the general's head with one stroke. The two had been mortal enemies, yet their fates intertwine that night: one is a lone wolf drenched in blood, the other a patient, venomous snake. When the flames atop the walls burn out, they stand side by side atop a mountain of corpses. Which of them truly brought down the city? No one knows. All they know is that from then on, no one dares call the Northern Frontier an "Iron Wall."