(Fiction) At the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, young Zhang Xianzhong took charge of the Xuanwu Bronze Talisman and deployed a Tianluo killing formation on the Jianghuai water network. Iron armor sinks into the river, fire crows burn the sky, using the keel watertight cabin left behind by his father's generation as a sword, he fights his way through the treacherous court and the Yuan army's cavalry. Temples, rivers and lakes are all battlefields. The unspent blood of 300,000 heroic souls is hidden in the waves, and the immortal loyal soul of the young general is reflected in the water patterns.
