Cross of Light

At the foot of Zijin Mountain, the sound of horse hooves rolled endlessly. A group of cavalrymen were galloping on their horses at an incredibly fast speed, causing the ground to shake continuously. There were about thirty people in this group, most of them wore bronze masks to cover their faces, but the occasional glances they gave were extremely sharp and filled with iron and blood. Moreover, the cavalry ridden by this group of people were all of red blood color, they were actually Snow and Moon...