Shen's Wolf Army ~upd~ -

A young commander beside him frowned. “Remind them of what, General?”

General Shen stood atop the ridge, his single eye gleaming like a chip of black glass. Below, the imperial city of Jinsha glowed like a lantern in the winter dark—unaware, complacent, soft. He raised one hand, and the army behind him stilled instantly. Five thousand men. Five thousand wolves. No one spoke. No one howled. The wolves, massive northern greys with eyes the color of old silver, sat motionless among the soldiers, their hackles raised not in aggression, but in anticipation. They had been raised together, man and beast, since pup and recruit. They shared wounds, meals, and the same cold hatred for the empire that had exiled them. shen's wolf army

“Good boy,” he said. “Tomorrow, another wall.” A young commander beside him frowned