"Clop, clop, clop." The rhythmic sound of hooves echoed as a troop of cavalry slowly approached from the city gate.
At the head of the formation rode a general clad in blood-colored brocade. His hair was snow-white, and his features possessed a sickly, unearthly pallor. Slung across the flank of his white steed were two longswords—one red, one white—both with bat-shaped crossguards.
"The Senior General of Han State, the Marquis of Xueyi, Bai Yifei!" Old Hebo watched the general leisurely riding down the street, instantly identifying him.
Chapter 52