Reshape the ultimate game between Zhuge Liang and Sima Yi from a first-person perspective.
When I used counterintuitive tactics to force Sima Yi away, I thought Yongliang was within easy reach, but I didn't expect that this was actually a dead end he had set for me. From Qishan Mountain to Weishui River, from the empty city to Shangfang Valley, we embarked on a bizarre six-year duel. The world only knows that I left Qishan six times, but they don't know that each Northern Expedition was a carefully designed "capture" - I captured him and then let him go; he trapped me, but had to beg me.
This is not a simple military conquest, but a mental entanglement between two peerless wise men. It wasn't until the seventh time, when I captured him in the autumn wind of Wuzhangyuan, that I suddenly realized: It turned out that what I wanted to lock was never Sima Yi's life, but the fate of this great man's country that was about to collapse.
A life and death question about destiny, loyalty and obsession slowly unfolded under the moonlight of Chang'an.
