The Zhou Dynasty declined, the princes rose up together, and conquests continued.
This is an era of blood and fire, an era of heroes and heroes. In such an era, a young man named "Ye", his destiny is like a rootless duckweed, floating in the torrent of troubled times.
His home was destroyed and his relatives were separated. He crawled out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, and his only belief was to survive. In order to survive, he can be a slave, a soldier, or a bandit.
In an era when rituals and music are in ruins, he will use his own feet to walk out of an untrodden path, and use his own hands to grasp the slim hope. This is not only the epic of one person, but also the epitome of the fate of countless little people of that era.
