Sun Chu aimed at her target through a gap in the fabric of her hood, pulled the trigger of her crossbow, and shot a bolt that struck a Liao horse in the hind leg.

The Liao horse reared up, but its hind legs gave way, causing it to crash heavily to the ground.

Sun Chu immediately burst out from her hiding place behind an earthen mound and slew the fallen Liao soldier with a few swift strokes of her saber. When she wiped the blood and dirt from her face and looked around, she saw that the large force of Liao cavalry besieging them were retreating, while cheers rang out across the battlefield.

Before she had even recovered from her latest fight, her squad leader found her and gave her a once-over. He then asked, “Are you hurt?”

“No!”

“Good. Fortune is smiling upon you today! Head back to your quarters, pack your things, and go to Qingming. If you manage to attain a Dao Foundation during your stay there, you’ll be the same rank as me when you return.”

Sun Chu felt somewhat dazed even after she had boarded the flying vessel and looked at the 5,000 comrades traveling with her.

She had once just been an ordinary Dao Soldier of the Palace...