Chen Wu, a modern man obsessed with history, traveled back in time to the Yongjia period in China due to a dispute, and became A Wu, a soldier who was lucky enough to survive among the corpses.
When the "smokeless" records in the books turned into the cries of women and children, and the grinning laughter of foreigners, when the corruption and incompetence of the Sima royal family and the evil deeds of plundering by the Jin army were revealed one by one, those false arguments that "heroes emerged in large numbers in troubled times" were completely shattered into the blood and bones of the compatriots.
The Jie people are like jackals eating people, the Jin army is like vicious dogs snatching food, and the Sima family who steals the country lives high in the temple and drags the Central Plains into purgatory.
There is no golden finger, no chance, just a rusty hatchet, a group of numb refugees, and a heart ignited by hatred and blood.
Chen Wu tightened his grip on the blade and swore in the sea of blood on the mountain of corpses: to defend Wubao as his home, to hold together for warmth, to make the jackals pay their blood debt, and to make the thieves of the country aware of the people's anger.
This is a story about a little man struggling to survive in a dark and troubled world. It is also a tragic song in which the soul of the Han Dynasty is still alive and he fights with blood.
