I Led My Cavalry to Crush the Gate of Her New Husband's Mansion.

Shen Zhao stood in front of the horse, his armor covered with frost, and the thirteen battalions of cavalry behind him were as quiet as dead water. There was no horn, no shouting to kill, just a muffled sound - the wood hit the door latch, sawdust flew, the broken door panel smashed into the snow, and a white mist was thrown up.