Outside the majestic Zhennan Pass, the barbarian army pressed right up to the city walls. Tuoba Jinglei, hailed as the man closest to the gods, sat astride his warhorse, riding back and forth with a crescent-moon blade in his grasp.
His gaze, as sharp as a falcon's, flashed with a fierce light. As he raised his blade, the Southern barbarians behind him roared in unison, their foul curses sounding like peals of thunder.
When Tuoba Jinglei raised his crescent-moon blade once more, he noticed that the "Do Not Fight" placard had been removed from Zhennan Pass, and the city gates were slowly opening. A young man in dark red martial attire rode out on horseback.
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