The direction of the spear breaks through your strong formation, and the horse rides freely
The body of the golden sword and iron horse is still stable, and the smile leads the enemy to wash away the blood.
The three armies heard the drum and ordered to go out. This battle will be won or lost.
There is no need to ask about the date of return. The battlefield is endless, and I have my own self. I am unyielding.
There is no need to talk about life and death, the spear alone guards the soul of the Tang Dynasty!