As the last wisp of ash fell from the incense burner, Gu Changsheng slowly stood up. Her red dress fluttered behind her as if caressed by an invigorating breeze, her long hair swayed waist-length with the wind. She raised her hand deliberately and pointed at the enormous iron gate of Red Sun City, speaking with a deep voice, "That is Red Sun City..."
"During the battle at Dayao Village, I won the city by launching a night raid, a victory earned through cunning. People will certainly say that Gu Changsheng's victory was not achieved through honorable combat! Now, under the bright heavens, I intend to take Red Sun City! My Eight Hundred Dark Night Army, you listen to me, I want you to breach Red Sun City, I want the Huaheng Clan and their City Defending Guard to vanish from the Southern Border, and I want all of you, every last man and woman, to return to me unscathed!"
Her commanding voice, carried by the wind, clearly reached the ears of the Eight Hundred Dark Night Army.
