Jin Yiwei: the Current King of Modern Soldiers Holds the Secret Order of the Cult

"This is not a dream... I actually traveled through time?" This ridiculous idea came to mind. As a modern soldier, he never believed in these theories about strange powers and gods, but what he saw before him could not be explained by common sense. Trembling, he opened the bag on his waist, and there were only two things in it. A simple bronze token with strange lines engraved on it; a yellowed letter with the seal covered with vermilion paint. Before he could take a closer look, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves coming from far away. Qin Yue raised his head alertly and saw a group of men and horses wearing flying fish uniforms and embroidered spring knives galloping towards them in the flying dust. Under the sun, the gold embroidery on those clothes sparkled, and the black cloak of the leader rustled. "Jinyiwei?!" A term suddenly appeared in my mind, like a memory fragment of this body...