He didn't specify which General Lu.
But given the circumstances, there wouldn't be a second General Lu worth special mention.
Prince Qin gazed at the scout with a weathered face, noticing his beard and bloodshot eyes, and sighed with emotion: "Lu Youxian, such a defender of the city, though an adversary, is indeed a formidable one."
"Disarm them and take their weapons on reserve horses."
Prince Qin didn't kill them, leaving the scouts in a dazed disbelief; only the ink-armored Prince Qin tugged the reins, as the eight-foot high Dragon Horse moved forward. The Reconnoitre Captain sat there dazed, hearing a calm greet:
"It's been a while, how have the soldiers been lately?"
The elite, skilled Reconnoitre Captain froze, lifting his head to see Prince Qin, hair bound by a jade pin, nodding with a smile, eyes serene, but fleetingly seeming to recognize this profile.
That was almost seven years ago.
