Theme: Historical time travel·Policy·War·Emotion
Style: brain-burning, dark, growth, non-cool writing
His name is Huo Qubing.
The champion of the Western Han Dynasty, eighteen titles of marquis, twenty-one langjuxu, died young at the age of twenty-four.
When I opened my eyes again, it was already the seventeenth year of Jiading in the Southern Song Dynasty.
The Jin Dynasty was about to fall, Mongolia rose, and the Southern Song Dynasty settled in the south of the Yangtze River for nearly a hundred years.
He stood on the north side of the Huaihe River, looking at the misty south - it was an era where culture was valued over military affairs, and people lived in peace and quiet.
In the court, the powerful ministers monopolized the power, and the main war faction remained silent.
On the border, armaments were depleted and people were displaced.
And he was just a nobody.
But he remembers Chang'an.
I remember the old capital of the Han and Tang Dynasties that fell for hundreds of years, I remember Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty's instructions, and I remember the snow on the day when Lang Lang lived in Xu.
So he rose from the border and trained the weak soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty with Han military methods.
He met two people——
A civil servant from a poor family who is gentle on the surface but vicious on the inside, does not hesitate to get his hands dirty in order to save the country;
A woman from an aristocratic family whose family was ruined but as tough as grass held up a sky for him from behind.
They said: This era cannot be saved.
He said: Then I will change the era.
This is a story about faith.
About how a person can keep his heart in desperate situations;
About how three people find each other's retreat in troubled times;
About how a nation can wait for a ray of light in its darkest time.
Langxu has fallen, but someone is crossing south.
What he wants to guard is not a dynasty, but the last fire of the Han family that lasted for thousands of years.
