She is the empire's sharpest blade and the emperor's deepest fear.
Lin Shuang, the only bloodline of the Zhenguo Duke's mansion, shed her red makeup, put on her frost armor, and assumed the responsibility of guarding the northern border as a woman. Outside Yanshan Pass, she led 30,000 "Frost Skeleton Army" to form a steel defense line that frightened the Beirong barbarians.
Of course, it is easy to block the light of swords and shadows on the battlefield, but it is difficult to guard against the open spears and hidden arrows in the court. An edict, a holy order, and the airborne supervisors are the eyes of the emperor and the sharp sword hanging above her head.
There are strong enemies outside and treacherous enemies inside. Trust and betrayal, loyalty and suspicion intertwine into a huge net on the snowy border.
When the illustrious military exploits bring not glory but shackles, when the territory filled with blood becomes a prison, where will the spear in her hand be pointed?
Is it to burn the last drop of blood for this decadent empire, or... To burst out of the sky and fight a way out for himself and his soldiers?
