Song Dynasty Armor Novels & Stories

It effortlessly blocked the attack. Andrius’ expression changed. “It’s my turn!” Arthur laughed loudly and drew his weapon for the first time. It was a sword that was entirely golden in color. It appeared plain, but in the early days of the new dynasty, it had a formidable reputation for slaying countless enemies. One side of the dragon was engraved with a dragon and phoenix, exuding a majestic aura, while the other side depicted a thunderstorm, symbolizing the might of the heavens.

“It’ll resist the dark magic they’re known for.” Lyra nodded in approval. “You’ve done incredible work. Every weapon forged here brings us one step closer to victory.” The blacksmith grinned, sweat dripping from his brow. “We won’t let you down, Princess.” Lyra and Kane made their way to the armory, where soldiers lined up to receive their armor. The room was vast, its walls lined with racks of polished breastplates, greaves, and gauntlets. Each piece had been meticulously crafted to offer maximum protection without hindering movement - a crucial balance for Lycans and their human allies.

Nicole nodded in approval. Daphne eyed her carefully, intrigued. She said that the royal family, traditionally, had armor with some sort of nod to their names. Nicole’s armor seemed molded to her form. There was a little sigil on her shoulder of a golden wreath of laurel leaves. She wore a diadem that sparkled in the light and seemed too ornate to be a helmet, but too protective to be a crown. It was odd to see her armor trimmed in gold considering that the entire castle seemed trimmed in silver. On her chest was the crest of the August family.

If he had not resisted the chop desperately, he would have been split in half. "Chu Xun, I really underestimated you." Wu Keyin's eyes were full of resentment. With a flash of cold silver light, a set of armor appeared on his body. "You're a loser. How dare you say that?" Chu Xun disdained him. "Today, none can save your life." "This is Silver Dragon Armor, which can defend against an attack from someone of Earth Immortal Realm. Chu Xun, are you already an expert of Earth Immortal Realm?" Wu Keyin said mockingly.

“So you thought you were so brave. Do you really think you can handle a good look?” Yan Sha realized she could not look disgusted but the expression came through as a laugh. She bounced the dagger out of masked guy’s hand with her shoulder and then juggled it from one hand to the other. “This is a nice expensive dagger with strange craftsmanship that I have not seen for a long time. If I’m not mistaken it comes from Wei.”

"He wants you to wear whatever is inside to the Alpha gathering tonight." I step forward, pressing my thumb against the blood-rune seal. The heavy steel lid snaps open with a sharp hiss. Inside lies a breathtaking set of silver-scaled shadow-armor, woven from midnight-silk and rare moon-iron that glimmers like starlight under the torchfire. Small, cut silver-pearls are embedded along the shoulder guards, designed to deflect rogue blade strikes while accentuating a warrior's form. It is the work of a master forge-smith from the Northern Sanctums—a piece worth more than a dozen pack territories.

This was battle armour disguised as a formal dress. The dress was black leather that hugged my frame like another skin, reinforced with silver panels that would redirect blades. The neckline was modest, but the back plunged low, revealing the scars I had spent years hiding. Silver thread embroidered Shadowborn symbols along the edge — ancient protection runes that I somehow recognised despite never having learned them. " Where did you get this?" I asked, touching the soft leather.

“As promised.” Dragon scales were light and flexible and yet offered amazing protection, especially against fire. What they called armor was actually more akin to a coat or a suit of the tough material. These ones had been wrought into the shape of the traditional Slayer jacket and painted red so they didn’t differ much from Temujin’s original top and still matched his cloth mask. On the front of the armor there was the same spirally mark as on his hachi-gane (forehead protector) that was suggestive of a slithering red dragon.

He immediately revealed the soft armour made of gold thread that he was wearing. The soft armor made of gold thread was exquisite, like a piece of art. What was even more amazing was that Yang Xiao's Dragon's Wrath Sword was stuck on the soft armor and did not touch Wu Chi's body at all. The soft armor made of gold thread was so terrifying! “This soft armor was bestowed by my master, the defining treasure of our Celestial Shrine. Sabers and axes can’t damage it at all.” Wu Chi parted his mouth and laughed, "Forget about your mere Reverse Scale Sword, even if it is ten times sharper, you can forget about breaking it!"

The carriage door opened and the one who got off first was Zhu Songtian who offered a hand to his wife while she’s getting off the carriage in a gentlemanly manner. Zhu Songtian wore a full set of battle armor that has a fierce lion face engraved on it. A word east delicately knitted on the red cape with golden thread telling everyone about his power and respectable position of this Empire. On the other hand, Zhu Yinbing wore a woman white dress with a blue coat on top. It’s a sign to tell everyone that she didn’t come here as the Grand General of the empire but she came as a wife of the Eastern General.