Main camp of the Chuang Army at Jianmen Pass.
The night was as dark as ink. Inside the tent of Prince Chuangnan, rapeseed oil candles crackled on bronze lampstands, casting the distorted shadows of the gathered men onto the tiger-embroidered curtains. Wang Qinglong, the eldest son of Prince Chuangnan and commander of the Azure Dragon Army, gripped his battle report so tightly that his knuckles turned white, the paper stained dark with sweat.
Inside the tent, Prince Chuangnan's face was ashen, military adviser Zhao Heihu had sweat beading on his forehead, and several generals stood with lowered heads, the atmosphere heavy as iron.
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