Content introduction
(Alternate history + dynasty hegemony)
The wind and sand at Yanmen Pass have never stopped since the year Xiao Lie tied up his hair. As the youngest general of the Zhenxi Army, his armor is always stained with Gobi gravel, and the Huma blood he drank from his sword "Splitting Wind" is more familiar to him than the wine of Chang'an. He originally thought that like his father, he would spend his whole life buried in this border defense line. It wasn't until the soldiers in black broke through the camp that night and the bloody letter of "collaboration with the enemy" was nailed into his commander's tent that he could clearly see the turbulent undercurrent under the appearance of stability.
In order to clear his name and find out the truth about his father's death in battle, Xiao Lie took his soldier Su Twelve on the road to escape. From the abandoned grain road in Chang'an to the herdsmen's tents in Chilechuan, he gradually discovered that the feared "Wolf Lord" in the north was actually a force supported by the imperial concubine. The "Sandstorm Incident" that wronged the Xiao family twenty years ago was just the first step for the powerful to encroach on military power. Every additional step in the investigation brings an additional life-and-death crisis - he is not only pursued by the court's pursuers, but also by the dead soldiers under the "Wolf Lord". Even his comrades who have fought alongside him have secretly communicated with the enemy camp.
In a desperate situation, Xiao Lie found unexpected allies: the barbarian princess Agula who was persecuted by the "Wolf Lord", the craftsmen of the former dynasty who mastered the secret skills of the machine, and even the heroes of the Jianghu who once fought against him. They all chose to stand with him because they did not want to see the northern border fall into war. When the horn of Yanmen Pass sounded again, Xiao Lie stood at the top of the city holding "Splitting Wind", with a coalition of soldiers from all races behind him. In the howling wind and sand, he not only split the enemy's formation, but also the fog of conspiracy that had shrouded the northern border for twenty years, shining into this war-torn land.
