The legions of the Emperor's Shield marched onward, their destination being the Tu Shen road, where a group of rebel slaves had somehow managed to spirit away to. Armor clattered and clanged against the bodies of the men and women adorned with them as the collective footsteps of three hundred mogu and two dozen slaves echoed in unison. Military precision was taken even during a short march of several hours such as this. As the legions passed the entryway leading to the massive twin statues overlooking the rest of the Vale, curious onlookers from the Shrines of Two Moons and Seven Stars rushed to observe the spectacle. The Shrines were places of worship for the mogu people and many men and women often traveled there – but none expected to see such a spectacle such as this; the Emperor himself, leading his Shield into battle! The Shrine guards kept the civilians at bay, but many of them were themselves perplexed at the sight before them.
Emperor Lao-Fe paid no attention to the onlookers. In a way, it was good – he wanted his people to watch as he and his army destroyed these upstarts. It would be a good way to restore morale and confidence in the Imperial government, which had waned over the decades. It would also, of course, put fear into the massive population of slaves that supported his Empire – reminding them of their place beneath the boots of their betters. As the Jinyu who carried his chair stepped in tune to the hard pounding of his army, the Slavebinder grinned. This would be a simple battle – that would remind his enemies in the Imperial Council that he was still a powerful foe.
Yes – this would be an excellent display. For the slaves, the people of the Empire, and his enemies.