The winds of change howl, a chaotic age dawns. Warhorses thunder and smoke rises on every horizon. Tell me, in all the world, where can one call home?
A mournful song lays heroes to rest,
So many great souls buried far from home.
Mountains and rivers darken beneath a blood-red dusk,
While a golden age is sung over a world of bones.
Gazing across the ages, all seems empty and endless,
Turning back, I see only desolation and bewilderment.
"General, listen... the wind of our homeland. I can see Heaven's banners fluttering. The heroes who came before are beckoning me, guiding me home..."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
It has the same feeling as when I watched Chuanxuan back then.