He was the youngest god of war in Chinese history, and its most mysterious general.
The historical records about him add up to barely a thousand words.
No one knows how he learned to fight, why he won every battle, or even how he died at the age of twenty-four.
He left posterity just eight words: “With the Xiongnu unconquered, how can I have a home?”
His enemies remember the elegies beneath the Qilian Mountains, the altar atop Mount Langjuxu, and a record unbeaten for two thousand years.
His name was Huo Qubing.
He became a marquis at seventeen, a frontier commander at nineteen, a legend at twenty-one, and fell at twenty-four.
Open this book and step into an age of clashing arms and galloping steeds. See how an illegitimate son defies fate, and how one young man lives seven years so brilliantly that others could not match him in ten lifetimes.
