Cold Front Casts Mountains and Rivers

In AD 178, in the biting frost-bitten Zhuo County of Youzhou, Chen Yu stood up proudly in the wind and snow from his ruined temple. A commoner, but his eyes were burning with flames that penetrated the troubled times. In the blink of an eye, he turned hungry people into an army, barren land grew millet, and his wisdom beyond the times turned into a sharp edge. When Zhang Fei punched in the downtown area, Chen Yu stepped forward, and the sound was like a thunderous explosion, which made Guan Yu's eyes blazing - Taoyuan was sworn in, and since then, there was a hero who traveled through time and space. War smoke sweeps across the wasteland! Chen Yu personally led three hundred mysterious armored cavalry, tearing apart a hundred thousand yellow turbans like a hellish frenzy. Wherever the iron hoofs stepped on, the alien wolf cavalry collapsed like a defeated army; under the direction of Chang Zhang, Dong Zhuo's hegemony was wiped out. The sharp sword in front of Hulao Pass shattered the dreams of the princes, and the firelight of the red cliff illuminated his figure walking on the waves. At the top of Jiankang City, Kowloon uniforms were added to the body, and Chen Yu looked down at the mountains and rivers unified. The dragon robe flutters like a battle flag, soaked with the blood of the Yellow Turban, the tears of foreign tribes, and the bones of princes. Every fold is an epic made of iron and fire. This world is the trophy he took from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood using his mortal body as a shield and wisdom as a weapon! Even though the Nine Layers Palace is majestic, Chen Yu is still the madman who dared to shake the times alone in the ruined temple in the wind and snow, wearing a single coat as his armor.