The sky screen descended, hanging over the capital.
A million people looked up and saw Yulong Pass, a thousand li away: the last line of defense on the northern frontier of Great Zhou, besieged by a hundred thousand Tie Jie cavalrymen.
No reinforcements. No way out.
Only six people.
Six wastrel young masters mocked by the entire capital.
The gambler from the Duke of Zhenguo's household, the General's horse-mad son, the Cabinet Grand Secretary's theater fanatic, the Jiangnan salt merchant's drunkard, the Hanlin Academy scholar's poetry-obsessed bookworm, and the Emperor's most inconspicuous sixth son.
Six gates, one man to guard each.
The gambler wielded dice as blades, driving back three thousand cavalrymen alone.
The horse-mad youth sent an arrow piercing through the clouds, and thirty arrows broke five thousand enemy troops.
The theater fanatic sang of every joy and sorrow under heaven, and one song routed two thousand Hu cavalrymen.
The drunkard fought barehanded, breaking through eight thousand soldiers all by himself.
The bookworm built a city out of words, sealing off a city gate with two lines of poetry.
And the most inconspicuous prince stood before the most dilapidated gate, holding a rusted sword and refusing to take a single step back.
A hundred thousand soldiers against six young men.
Beneath the sky screen, the entire capital watched.
Spoiled brats? Laughingstocks? Good-for-nothings?
Open your eyes and see clearly:
Who is truly the backbone of Great Zhou?
Keywords: alternate history | sky screen livestream | ensemble cast | wastrel heirs save the nation
It's pretty good but I didn't finish it