(I wrote this tragic exercise years ago, caught up in the history of the Southern Ming. I gave no thought at all to the pacing of web novels, so consider it a learning experience.)
Three hundred years of the Great Yuan, five thousand li of land and rivers, and the music and dances of Jing and Chu spilling through taverns and pleasure quarters.
Then, in a single day, a mighty enemy invaded. Beacon fires blazed for five thousand li, and bones lay exposed in the wilderness. The Crown Prince’s blood stained the palace steps, while the ruler fled south in panic.
Xiao Che, the Jian’an Prince, an abandoned son cast aside in the cold palace, crawled from the ruins of a nation’s grief and his family’s hatred. He embarked on a bloody road to rebuild the realm.
Beneath the iron hooves of the barbarians, the smoke of resistance never ceased. The garments and traditions of Huaxia endured; its spirit remained unbroken!
After years of bloodshed,
he swept barbarian dust from the northern lands and raised the Han banners on the southern frontier.
He bore the funeral banners home at a measured pace, and wept at the sight of the old capital!
Rarely is a novel written in such detail! Come on, author💪