Three Kingdoms: Blood Builds the Dragon's Firmament

After saving A Dou at Changban Slope, Zhao Yun rebels. Not against Liu Bei, but against a world that treats the common people like grass. With seven hundred elderly people, women, and children, he flees into the Jing Mountains and builds an earthen city in a single night. Cai Mao surrounds it with three thousand elite soldiers. “Wretched insects in a troubled age, and you think you can build a city?” Beneath the walls, Wu, a woman, raises a pot of boiling water. Within them, a successor to the Mohist school buries thunderclap fire mines. Above them, Zhao Yun's white robe is stained with blood, but his gaze passes over the enemy troops and reaches toward Xudu, Jiangxia, and Jianye, the board in a game played for the realm. Cao Cao says, “Let him stir things up.” Liu Bei says, “Wait for him to come begging.” Sun Quan says, “Send him swords.” They all think he is just a slightly troublesome pawn. Until this city, named Longxiao, stands unshaken amid blood and fire. Until those “wretched insects” grip their blades and shout, “We built these walls for ourselves!” From loyal general to city lord. From pawn to player. With blood and fire, he lays a new foundation for the people of the realm.