Rebirth of the Swordsman in the Snow

When the familiar gun barrel was once again held in his palm, Xu Fengnian looked at the flying snow in the sky and was finally convinced that he was reborn back to the starting point of his destiny with the omniscient memory of the swordsmanship in the snow. Outside the red walls of Beiliang Prince's Mansion, there is the chill of Beimang's cavalry trampling the glaciers, the light of Liyang Chaotang's sword hidden behind Yu Ruyi, and the tens of thousands of lonely graves behind the three hundred thousand cavalry. This time, he was no longer the dandy prince who wandered around the streets. The tassel of the tiger-headed golden gun was condensed with snow and determination. Promote the buried generals so that Chen Zhibao's plum wine will no longer be stained with wronged souls; rectify the lax military discipline so that the armor of the Beiliang Army can reflect the bloody nature; crush the beauty trap of King Jing'an and expose the Hongmen Banquet of the Liyang royal family; and ride horses in the snowy fields to let the spider web killers of Beimang know that the snow of Beiliang can bury all conspiracies. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.