In the forty-seventh year of Wanli, Saerhu was defeated and the border villages were abandoned.
Liujiabao hangs alone outside the pass, with three hundred old and weak people facing five hundred and eight banners' elites. Everyone is waiting for death.
No one knows that Li Zheng, the most inconspicuous adopted son in the castle,
It is a fighting spirit that climbed back from the mountain of corpses.
The father and brother were helpless, the people of the fortress were desperate, and the Tatar troops came to the city.
Li Zheng took action:
"Keep it, I'll keep it."
An arrow breaks the flag, a sword kills the general, the ice and stones smash through the enemy formation, and the golden juice melts away the cavalry.
With two hundred local braves, we can defeat the elite of the Eight Banners!
Once the bloody front comes out, the mountains and rivers will not move!
