At the end of Zhuque Avenue lies the South Gate. The gate is now open, and crowds throng both sides of the long street, cheering and anticipating the Northwest Army's entry into the city. Imperial guards stand on both sides, their swords at their waists, maintaining order.

All the restaurants, teahouses, and inns along the way were so crowded with people that their appearances were obscured. Many windows facing the street were half-closed, and through the silk curtains, one could vaguely see young girls peeking out from inside.

"I've heard that General Xi is not only handsome and talented, and incredibly brave, but also extremely virtuous and upright..."

"If I could marry General Xi, my life would be complete..."

The fragrance of cosmetics wafted through the long street, carrying the dreams of young women in their boudoirs, and flew towards the valiant army.

The court officials were so shocked that their faces turned pale, their hair flying wildly in the wind. Even Yun Zong, who was protected by the Eastern and Western Depots, twitched his cheeks, his expression full of fear.

Xi Chenzhou led a dozen or so civil and military deputy generals and commanders of the six armies, along with five thousand personal guards dressed in light armor and riding magnificent warhorses, into the city gate and onto the long street!

The closer the sound of hooves grew, the clanging of armor clashing against armor filled the air. Galloping steeds moved with lightning speed, their robes billowing like black flames, swirling in the sunlight like shimmering waves, exuding a silent, noble, and majestic aura.

Before a thousand troops, a man sat upright on his warhorse.

Her hair was tied up in a majestic manner, adorned with a golden crown and jade hairpin. She wore a black robe and silver armor, embroidered with taotie and yazi patterns. Her sword gleamed like snow, and her battle robe was fierce and imposing. Reflected in the man's eyes, which were even more piercing than the cold light, they were sharper than an eagle and more indifferent than ice, with the depth of a starry river and the vicissitudes of eternity.

The cheering crowd couldn't help but fall silent, watching the soldiers enter the city with hopeful eyes.

The capital of the Great Kang Dynasty was located in the stable interior of the pass. People had always listened to the murmurs of actors and watched the beautiful flowers and willows, living leisurely in a world of extravagance and debauchery. When had they ever seen such a ferocious and menacing procession?!

I still remember when the Northern Rong invaded and massacred the city, the people of Da Kang were in a state of panic. It was General Xi who stepped forward and led 100,000 troops to the northwest, which stopped the Northern Rong from invading.

Ten years have passed. General Xi has long since died in battle, and General Xi has taken his place as the new commander of the Northwest Army. The army that numbered only 100,000 back then has now expanded to more than 400,000.

Like a sword forged by the fierce winds of the Northwest battlefield, it cuts through the decadent extravagance of the ancient capital, opening up a triumphant return amidst surging clouds.

Dust rises from the border, and Han generals fly over Chang'an.

Dragons and snakes form a battle formation, while tigers and leopards display their might.

The treacherous enemy's brains were smeared on the ground, and the soldiers' clothes were stained with blood.

The hawk-falcon's message arrives, and today we return in triumph.

The young soldiers were dressed in light armor, looking capable and efficient. Their belts were cinched, highlighting their strong muscles. They were so fierce and powerful that the lazy officials in the capital had never seen such might.

The court officials were immediately so frightened that they fell silent and nearly leaned back.

Yun Zonghen's expression was even more gloomy. He swept his gaze over the soldiers with vigilance and caution, and no one knew what he was plotting.

Of all the people present, only Tong Su's eyes lit up with surprise.

Her gaze was fixed on the young general at the front of the group.

That general was truly extraordinary.

He was quite tall, and even among the soldiers, he was exceptionally strong and slender.

Everyone else was dressed in black with black trim, but he was dressed in black with silver armor, which was dazzling and noble. It brightened up the darkness of the black, but it was not too flashy or dazzling. Instead, it was a calm, low-key noble and awe-inspiring.

He was also exceptionally handsome.

His profile was sharp and angular, making him even more handsome. His sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes were exquisitely beautiful. Although there was a hint of indifference between his brows, which kept people at a distance, it only highlighted his unique and resolute temperament.