Shen Zhilie is betrayed by those closest to him. His entire family is slaughtered, and he is left gravely wounded and unconscious.
Su Qinghan, a woman alone, carries him a thousand li as they flee.
Thorns all along the way, pursued at every turn,
leaping from cliffs, fighting death warriors.
With nothing but her own flesh and blood, she carves a path to safety through a million pursuers.
Everyone says he is sure to die.
Until the day snow blankets the Northern Frontier
Black-armored cavalry darkens the city like a storm, while an old general falls to his knees, weeping.
“Young master, we're going home.”
He once stood in the snow with blade in hand to defend the north against the barbarians.
Now he returns through the snow, and the whole world is shaken.
