Gu Jiao rode back to the military camp all the way.
In fact, the Black Wind Riders had long been aware of the news of the North City Gate breach. The entire army was already prepared and ready, with the military officers and warhorses all clad in armor, each holding a spear or long sword, standing resolutely in the fierce west wind on the training field.
Gu Jiao didn't ask who was leading them, perhaps there was no need to ask.
They were not fighting for the armor; once they donned this armor, they had to stand for their country, fight for the common people. As long as there was breath in them, no one could trample over Dayan's rivers and lands!
To be honest, Mu Qingchen felt extremely shocked when he saw this scene. He had been with the army for over a month, often believing he understood these Dayan military officers well, yet his perception was still too superficial.
What kind of sentiment drives sacrifice to this extent?
