Divine General

Alone, I storm the ancestral temple, slay the elder, and purge the treacherous minister.

I need neither Buddhahood nor immortality; one silver spear makes a world of its own.

My eldest brother fell on the battlefield. My second brother wants to seize power and have my sister-in-law and her daughter buried with him. I, Zhao Yunlong, the third brother, will never allow it.

Have you not seen the road winding along the Horse River, beside the snowy sea, where the boundless yellow sands merge with the sky?

The general never removes his golden armor at night. At midnight, the marching troops' weapons clang together; the wind cuts like a knife, slashing at their faces.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.