In the winter of the third year of Guanghe's reign, during a banquet in Luoyang Palace where the wine was splashed on the ground, Yulin Lang Huangfuyan took over the fatal jade. Overnight, he was reduced from a guard of the emperor to a death row prisoner, and he saw the cracks in the prosperous age between the iron and the cold shackles. He starved to death for thousands of miles on the way to exile, and killed good soldiers in the garrison camp for credit, until he was captured by the Yellow Turban and saw Zhang Jiao washing the abscesses of the wounded soldiers with his own hands.
"The sky is dead." The great sage's gaze penetrated the beacon smoke, "But Huang Tian may not stand up."
From nobles to prisoners, from officers and soldiers to prisoners, Huangfu Yan carried Zhang Jue's last fire and walked on an untraveled road in the ruins of troubled times - not for the princes and generals, but for the common people of the world, to rekindle the broken yellow flag.
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This novel really stood out to me. The plot is compact and not procrastinating. The characters are three-dimensional and flesh-and-blood. I couldn't stop reading. The author's writing is smooth and natural, and the details are handled just right. The overall reading experience is great. It is worth recommending to friends who like this kind of subject matter!
This novel really stood out to me. The plot is compact and not procrastinating. The characters are three-dimensional and flesh-and-blood. I couldn't stop reading. The author's writing is smooth and natural, and the details are handled just right. The overall reading experience is great. It is worth recommending to friends who like this kind of subject matter!