The bloody beacon smoke rolled up the Red Cliff, and I traveled through time and became an unknown soldier on the battlefield of the Three Kingdoms.
Without the support of the system, without the magic soldiers descending from the sky, facing Cao Cao's 800,000 armored troops, Zhuge Liang and Zhou Yu competing with each other, I clutched the wet ink on the bamboo slips - it was a series of plans to rewrite the Changbanpo tragedy.
When the east wind tore apart the battle flag of Cao's army, my dear friend He Xuan stood in front of me with his sword: "Zihuan, this chess game we have gambled our lives on, it's time to come to an end." The history books turn to the thirteenth year of Jian'an, and we see mortal counselors using "Sun Tzu's Art of War" and "Das Kapital" to stir up the millennium chess game in the whirlpool of the Three Kingdoms where gods and demons dance.
