[A Female General's Coming-of-Age Story / Strong Heroine and Hero / Historical Romance]
The Battle of Qingshan left corpses strewn across the ground.
Jiang Yue fell from her warhorse. Blood gushed from within her, and her vision slowly blurred. Shouts mingled with the neighing of horses rang in her ears: “Commander! Commander...” Her body struck the ground beside a heap of corpses, yet her mind cleared for a fleeting moment. Memories flashed before her like scenes from a revolving lantern, finally settling on the sight before her: Qingshan shrouded in moonlight and blood.
Blood surged from her mouth and nose. Her vision blurred again, and even the clash of weapons at her ears grew indistinct. Suddenly, Jiang Yue remembered the old man she had once met at the Qingcheng market. He was known as the Man Who Knew Everything, and he had left her with these words:
At twenty, the moon waxes full, then wanes. The phoenix cries at Qingshan; fate brings people together, then parts them.
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