Holding the bronze talisman, summoning the imperial army of all dynasties, and fighting side by side with the souls of Huo Qubing, Yue Fei, Qi Jiguang and other Chinese generals - Chi Muci used his life as a salary to ignite the last beacon of an isolated city, a dynasty, and an era. Before burning out the last ray of soul, he guarded this country.
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In the winter of the seventeenth year of Yong'an in the Great Xia Dynasty, Suoyunguan, an isolated city in the north, faced a siege that was destined to go down in history. The eighteen-year-old supervisor Chi Muci held an ancestral bronze talisman and faced Beiyan's 120,000 cavalry with only 8,000 remaining soldiers behind him. The bronze talisman pulses once every seven days, summoning from the long river of time those names that should have been buried in the loess - Huo Qubing's horizontal sword has not yet been curled, Li Siye's Mo sword is still dripping blood, Pei Kuang's iron face is as cold as the frosty moon, and Xin Qiji's long sword lights up the city.
With eight thousand defenders, they resisted 120,000 cavalry. With a mortal body, he carries the soul of a general for thousands of years.
They besieged the city for twelve days and fought bloody battles without retreating. After that, the secrets of the victory at Suoyunguan, the palace changes in the capital, and the thousand-year seal were revealed layer by layer - the price of the bronze talisman was the life of the talisman holder, and what was suppressed deep underground was the first person to stand up on this land. From the north to the grasslands, from war to peace, oats and purple flowers bloom every year on the land burned by the war, and the original blood is passed down from generation to generation in the palms of each generation of descendants with red spots like growth rings. And the fire in the stove that was lit thousands of years ago has not been extinguished to this day.
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In the winter of the seventeenth year of Yong'an in the Great Xia Dynasty, Suoyunguan, an isolated city in the north, faced a siege that was destined to go down in history. The eighteen-year-old supervisor Chi Muci held an ancestral bronze talisman and faced Beiyan's 120,000 cavalry with only 8,000 remaining soldiers behind him. The bronze talisman pulses once every seven days, summoning from the long river of time those names that should have been buried in the loess - Huo Qubing's horizontal sword has not yet been curled, Li Siye's Mo sword is still dripping blood, Pei Kuang's iron face is as cold as the frosty moon, and Xin Qiji's long sword lights up the city. With eight thousand defenders, they resisted 120,000 cavalry. With a mortal body, he carries the soul of a general for thousands of years. They besieged the city for twelve days and fought bloody battles without retreating. After that, the secrets of the victory at Suoyunguan, the palace changes in the capital, and the thousand-year seal were revealed layer by layer - the price of the bronze talisman was the life of the talisman holder, and what was suppressed deep underground was the first person to stand up on this land. From the north to the grasslands, from war to peace, oats and purple flowers bloom every year on the land burned by the war, and the original blood is passed down from generation to generation in the palms of each generation of descendants with red spots like growth rings. And the fire in the stove that was lit thousands of years ago has not been extinguished to this day. Welcome everyone to read, I hope you can support and comment a lot. I will continue to update („• ֊ •„)੭ Thank you all for your comments. [Please pay attention] [Please pay attention] [You will be blessed soon]