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In early December of the third year of Kaiyun, the Khitan army bypassed the Western Hills to strike the Jin army's rear, severing their supply lines. A hundred elite cavalry launched a daring raid on Luancheng. Though defended by a thousand, the garrison capitulated in shameful disarray. Capturing the populace, the Khitans branded their faces with the words "Imperial Mercy," then drove them south to shatter the heart of the realm.\nYet while the flesh is finite, the spirit knows no bounds. Shall a man's courage be tethered by the mere threads of life and death? A commoner named Zhao Tie, his son trapped within, braved roads choked with steel to enter the doomed city time and again, heeding not his own safety. This was a father's unbreakable resolve.