Hengdaozhi

In the autumn of the seventh year of Yonghui, the Beidi cavalry broke through the border, and ten-year-old Liu Hong lost everything in the sea of ​​fire. A veteran with only half his life left dug him out of the pile of corpses. The veteran said: "If you want revenge, just learn from me. But what I want to teach is not killing skills, but 'stopping the fight'." Five years later, the veteran died in battle, leaving him with a broken standard horizontal sword and a last word: "A soldier's sword should be used to protect life." Liu Hong entered the camp with a sword in hand, starting from the humblest auxiliary soldier. In this troubled time when human life was at stake, he held a benevolent heart and acted with iron and blood. He used the heads of enemy chiefs to build military achievements, but he never slaughtered innocent people. He recovered rivers and mountains, quelled chaos, and stepped into the center of imperial power from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. The powerful regarded him as a pawn, and his enemies criticized his benevolence as a woman. However, he used this horizontal sword to carve the most contradictory stroke in the history books—— He is the sharpest blade in the empire, but he always embraces the softest kindness. After a thousand years of achievements, he returned the sword to the sheath at the peak of his power and turned around and walked into the world. Everyone asks why. Only the Hengdao knows that his lifelong wish is just to make the world—— One missing child, a child crying in the beacon fire night.