In 190 AD, the eighteen princes gathered to attack Dong. Under the tent of Jizhou, Han Fu issued an order, "I have General Pan Feng, who can kill Hua Xiong."
When the light of Hua Xiong's sword pierced the sky and Pan Feng fell to the ground, his life was like a revolving door in his dilated pupils: the numbness of holding a heavy battle ax after seeing through the rules of the world; the high-spiritedness when he rose to prominence with a spear and became a "general"; and even the burning eyes when he was young, standing on the countryside field ridge, looking at the smoke of the troubled times, determined to break out of the world.
The story unfolds Pan Feng's life trajectory through flashbacks - he was once a young man with sincerity, learned to bend in the quagmire of the military camp, hid his edge under the pressure of the family, traded compromises for a future, and shouldered responsibilities with forbearance, just like every ordinary person struggling in the times: with the dream of "getting ahead", burdened with the expectations of his family and the weight of reality, he finally faced an irreversible collapse under the blade of fate.
This is Pan Feng's story, and it is also the epitome of every "us" who is pushed forward by the times and torn between ideals and reality.
