Shen's Wolf Army [portable] -

The drums did not beat for Shen’s Wolf Army. There was no brass fanfare, no silk banners snapping in the wind. Instead, there was only the soft, terrible whisper of hundreds of paws on frozen earth, and the low, guttural rhythm of men breathing as one.

By dawn, the governor’s head hung from the Moon Gate, and every wall in Jinsha bore the same mark: a wolf’s paw print, stamped in soot and blood. Shen’s army had vanished back into the northern forest, leaving behind no prisoners, no parley, no terms. Only silence, and the distant sound of howling—fading, merging with the wind, as if the mountain itself had learned to hunt. shen's wolf army

He dropped his hand.

They took the outer barbican in four minutes. No alarms. No screams long enough to matter. The drums did not beat for Shen’s Wolf Army