Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Eagle's Sorrow Cliff.

The cliff lives up to its name.

The mountain road is so steep it's almost vertical, with only a narrow path eroded by the mountain winds and the passage of time, barely wide enough for one person and one horse to pass.

The three thousand veteran soldiers of the Mountain-Shaking Army grumbled and cursed as they climbed upwards, their joints creaking.

It caused a bigger commotion than the old, heirloom-level armor they were wearing.

"Damn it, back in the day, climbing this crappy mountain was as easy as getting into bed!"

An old soldier was holding his back, panting heavily.

"Alright, Lao Wang, with your back that'd break if you lifted a whetstone, you're still bragging? Save your breath!"

The veteran standing nearby scoffed, ruthlessly exposing the deception.

"Shut up, all of you! Save your energy!"

Meng Hu, who was at the front of the group, roared, his voice like muffled thunder.

He was panting heavily, like a broken bellows, holding the reins tightly and carefully protecting his warhorse.

Chu Mengyao sat steadily on horseback.

Wearing a plain white dress, she looked incredibly clean against the backdrop of the gray-yellow, steep mountain walls.

The biting mountain wind blew mercilessly, pressing her skirt tightly against her body, outlining her breathtaking curves, like a flawless piece of jade placed on a battlefield.

Finally, accompanied by a suppressed gasp and curses,

The last veteran, supporting himself on his knees, laboriously climbed to the open cliff top of Eagle's Sorrow Cliff.

Three thousand people stood on the mountaintop, all panting heavily and aching from exhaustion.

But when they looked up and saw the distant view in the direction the wind was blowing, the whole world fell silent.

The noise, the panting, the rustling of armor... all disappeared.

From the top of Eagle's Sorrow Cliff, the view is expansive, offering a clear view of the entrance to the One-Line Sky Canyon in the distance.

only……

That familiar canyon they had walked through at least eighty or a hundred times was gone.

Instead, a wall was erected.

A towering wall, as black as ink, reaching into the clouds, as if splitting the heavens and the earth in two!

It lay there so savagely across the land, completely blocking the entrance to the canyon.

Dead silence.

A deathly silence so profound you could hear a pin drop.

The group of veterans who were just moments ago bickering and cursing at each other are now all mouths agape, like clay statues.

"Clatter".

An old general with a fiery temper dropped his water bag on the ground, the water soaking the rocks beneath his feet.

The atmosphere that had previously been so lively and humorous with the fourth brother was completely gone.

Now, all they want to do is kneel down and kowtow to the fourth brother.

"I... damn it..."

Meng Hu rubbed his eyes hard, then raised his hand and slapped himself across the face, the pain stinging.

It's not a hallucination!

"The wall...you...you fucking saw that wall?!"

"Am I seeing things?!"

No one answered Meng Hu.

How should I answer?

This thing has surpassed all the knowledge they have accumulated throughout their lives of fighting.

They couldn't even dream of creating such a thing, let alone building it.

Chu Mengyao stood on the edge of the cliff, her skirt billowing wildly in the wind.

Her face was also filled with shock.

She couldn't understand what kind of power could create such a miracle.

But the facts are right before our eyes.

The letter from the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion flashed through her mind instantly:

"The traitor Lin Mo conquered Iron Wall Pass in one night, and his 50,000-strong army was wiped out."

She initially thought Yuwen Biao was exaggerating.

But now it seems that what was written in that letter may have been conservative.

This Lin Mo...

They are definitely not as simple as some kind of bandits or thugs.

"This...this wall is so high..."

An old soldier swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"Don't even mention our three thousand old bones... even if we brought all the brothers of the Mountain Shaking Army here... we'd probably only be able to... kowtow to it..."

"Bullshit!"

Meng Hu kicked a nearby rock, the impact sending a shiver down his spine.

"Boosting the morale of others while diminishing our own!"

"You're backing down before even fighting? Are you some kind of spy sent by Yuwen Biao?!"

Meng Hu cursed fiercely, but when his gaze fell on the giant black wall again, all his fierceness turned into a deep sense of powerlessness.

When he arrived, he was filled with anger and a sliver of hope.

He wondered, what if the intelligence was wrong?

What if Lin Mo only managed to capture Iron Wall Pass by sheer luck, but suffered heavy losses and became a spent force?

At that time, with these three thousand old brothers, I might be able to win a decisive battle and wipe out this so-called "rebellion" in one fell swoop.

How long?

How long has it been since the Mountain-Shaking Army has won a decisive victory?

Ever since that fat pig Yuwen Biao became the Prince of Zhenbei.

This mighty army, which had once struck fear into the hearts of the northern barbarian cavalry, was now firmly pinned down in that desolate, godforsaken place of Wolongpo.

Like a pack of tigers whose teeth have been pulled, their last vestiges of fighting spirit are being worn away day by day.

General Chu...

It was because of this pent-up frustration that he fell ill and never recovered.

The Mountain Shaking Army desperately needs a victory!

Even if it's just a narrow victory,

To boost morale, which had already plummeted to rock bottom.

Let us pay tribute to the old man who has devoted his life to the North, now lying on his sickbed!

However, looking at the colossal wall in the distance that seemed to connect heaven and earth...

All of Meng Hu's fantasies were shattered.

He slumped down, loosening his clenched fist, letting out a long, silent sigh.

Chu Mengyao took in Meng Hu's expression but didn't know how to comfort him.

Right now, there are more important things to do.

Chu Mengyao summoned the scout named Zhang Si from before.

"Uncle Zhang, return to the camp immediately and tell my brother everything about the situation here."

"Yes, Miss!"

"Also, tell your elder brother."

Chu Mengyao's voice was cold, yet it carried an undeniable decisiveness.

"Have him immediately write to the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion requesting reinforcements."

"The rebels rely on the fortified city, which is no small matter. Even if all the soldiers of my Shaking Mountain Army were to come out, it would be difficult to break through this wall."

"We earnestly request Your Highness to prioritize the overall situation in the northern border and promptly dispatch the main force of the Zhenbei Army to join the battle."

The scout was slightly taken aback, but immediately accepted the order.

"Yes, sir!"

The sound of horses' hooves faded into the distance, echoing in the mountain breeze.

Chu Mengyao then walked to the dejected Meng Hu's side and whispered.

"Uncle Meng, let the brothers set up camp here first. Our purpose in coming here is to investigate the situation."

"The situation is now clear, and there is no need to consider attacking the wall for the time being."

Meng Hu raised his bloodshot eyes and nodded silently.

……

Iron Wall Pass, atop the massive wall.

Lin Mo was somewhat surprised to see that the "senior citizens' tour group" had actually set up camp on the top of Eagle's Sorrow Cliff on the map of mountains and rivers.

It has to be said, Eagle's Sorrow Cliff is a truly treacherous location.

Eagle's Sorrow Cliff is a treacherous mountain path with only a narrow, winding trail for climbing. It is truly a dangerous place where one man can hold the pass against ten thousand.

It's easy to defend and difficult to attack, and you can see through his deployment completely.

Lin Mo's gaze shifted from the small camp on the map to that stunningly beautiful figure.

Chu Mengyao.

Not only is he devastatingly handsome, but he's also incredibly quick-witted.

And that line... "Prioritize the overall situation in the North"?

Requesting Yuwen Biao to send troops to support us?

interesting.

It seems that this so-called "suppression" army is not of the same mind as that Prince Zhenbei...