This is a magical continent called "Shenwu". Dozens of ethnic groups, large and small, live in the vast territory. Humans, barbarians, demons and other ethnic groups coexist in harmony. There is not only the atmosphere of harmonious symbiosis, but also the blood and fire of competition for resources. In the east, there are coastal countries that dominate with the power of boats and boats, in the west, there are desert tribes galloping with the power of iron cavalry, in the south, there are rainforest city-states that rely on the natural dangers to stand on their own, and in the north, there are tribes in the cold areas that migrate in search of water and grass. Countries are constantly competing for hegemony, and wars are burning all over the fields. Every inch of the land is soaked in the vicissitudes of rise and fall. As the saying goes, if we unite for a long time, we will break up, and if we stay apart for a long time, we will unite. Troubled times are like a curtain unfolding, heroes are shining like stars, and there are many romantic figures, but look at the present. In order for the nation to survive and not be devoured by foreigners, for the country to be strong and no longer ravaged by war, and for the ideals in our hearts to take root in this land, countless heroes and wizards have shown their talents, counselors have strategized, and generals have charged on the battlefield. The land of Chuhe is the most turbulent corner of the chess game in this troubled world. The atmosphere of dynasty decay permeates the countryside, factions are constantly fighting in the court, suffering is lingering among the people, dragons and snakes lurk in the grass, and heroes rise from humble beginnings. Xia Xiubang's name will eventually be as bright as the sun and the moon, engraved on the founding stone of the Great Xia Empire, and he will become an iron-blooded emperor respected by future generations. But looking back on his original intention, he was just an ember of the Tianwu Hou Xia clan, scattered in the dust under the erosion of the years. No one knew that this ember would eventually ignite a prairie fire.
