The moment he knelt down, his spine was broken, but Jiang Shan stood up.
The Five Dynasties were a time of chaos, intertwined with blood and fire. When Shi Jingtang climbed out of Daibei Corpse Mountain, he was just a pawn trying to survive.
He followed the Ming lord Li Si and traveled all over the Central Plains, thinking that loyalty could bring peace. Until the sworn brother died of illness, the new king's sword was pointed at his throat, and a hundred thousand troops besieged Jinyang.
That night when food and support were exhausted, the counselor came up with a poisonous plan:
"Borrow the troops of Di to bring peace to the Central Plains. The price is - becoming a vassal, ceding territory, and becoming an emperor."
Shi Jingtang stood at the top of the city until dawn. Behind him are the lives of five thousand brothers, and in front of him are the lands of thirty-six states.
He knelt down slowly, his head lowered, but his voice was as cold as iron: "My son... I bow to my father, the Emperor."
