Master Bai Yue lightly flicked his Duster, formed a Dao Seal, and traced a Talisman in his palm, suddenly chanting, "Nether Moon Dao Skill."
VMMMM!
At the same time, the Border Pass soldiers who followed Lu Mingyuan also sounded the charge against the Great Yan Imperial Guard.
That's right.
The army Lu Mingyuan had brought back was not the old, weak, and sick soldiers sent to the Northern Pass.
It was Prince Zhenbei's elite army of fierce generals and strong soldiers—a force of fifty thousand, every one of them a Martial Artist with vigorous qi and blood.
They had changed their armor and uniforms, disguised themselves as the original army, and successfully infiltrated the Capital City!
All of this.
Was part of Lu Mingyuan's plan.
Coming to the Capital City alone.
Was merely a ruse to make his Imperial Father lower his guard.
In truth, the real reinforcements were still behind.
"Your Highness, leave this to us! You just head for the Imperial Palace!"
