Historical fantasy | Passionate warfare | Love of country and home | Epic ensemble cast | The survival of humanity | Song-Liao setting
The Great Wall is a monument to history, carved into the land of China. The frontier troops who bled to defend it were never protecting merely the territory beneath their feet. Their devotion and blood were fused into every brick and stone. After thousands of years, the Great Wall has long surpassed its original purpose as a military defense. It has become a memory and a totem etched into history. As long as the Great Wall stands, the Central Plains can be at peace, and Chinese civilization will endure.
Who ruled the vast lands of Jiuzhou long ago?
Did King You of Zhou really light the beacon fires and summon the feudal lords just to win a beauty’s smile?
At the end of the Qin dynasty, with the realm unified and Qin Shi Huang having built the Great Wall and straight roads, why did his rule collapse in an instant just as it seemed secure?
Did King You of Zhou really light the beacon fires and summon the feudal lords just to win a beauty’s smile?
At the end of the Qin dynasty, with the realm unified and Qin Shi Huang having built the Great Wall and straight roads, why did his rule collapse in an instant just as it seemed secure?
(This isn’t the latest version, and I can’t edit and upload the new one, so it’ll have to do. A 200,000-character novella, complete from start to finish. Read with confidence.)
