Li Dingguo walked down the city wall steps. His personal guards had been waiting for quite some time; they helped Li Dingguo onto his horse, then rode out of the city together to join the main force.
Just as they passed through the city gate, Li Dingguo saw over thirty men on horseback waiting by the side. At the head of the group was an old man with white hair and a white beard. Though he wore no armor, he possessed the unmistakable air of a veteran long accustomed to the battlefield.
Beside the old man, sitting on a warhorse, was a woman in her late forties. Her face was stern, her brows like swords, and her gaze exceptionally sharp. Her cascading long hair was gathered into a simple, practical bun. She, too, wore no armor, but a bow was slung across her back, and her quiver was filled with arrows. Behind them stood thirty Brocade Guard soldiers.
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