The Moon light dazzles in the starlight, terror and screams echo throughout the battlefield as cries of pain were heard within the night sky blood splattered all over the melted ground covering the bodies have already fallen of poor soldiers.

The dragon of flames lives inside the leader, the General of this range, the one who commanded the war with intelligence towards the battle field in enemy territory.

Fierce, strong, fast, and brave. It was what the citizens of China needed now, enemy lands threatening to invade their home land.

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“Father,” Spoke the prince—Zheng Niazu quickly moved with purpose across the floor holding countless documents and battle cards. “I have a strategy to keep our south soldiers from being overwhelmed by South Korea. A way to ensure Japan doesn’t follow.” He spoke like a leader, a soldier who had seen blood spill of innocent.

Of course he had, he was the prince and the General of China.