The enemy army besieged the city, and the general offered to surrender, but Pei Xu was crucified on the outpost beacon tower and regarded as an outcast seeking credit. Behind him were 300,000 pursuing troops, and in front of him was only a bundle of damp firewood—until his hot blood seeped into the broken-grained ancient bricks, and the entire beacon suddenly came to life under his feet! It turns out that eight hundred years of war have not ended, and all they are waiting for is a backbone that can carry all the fighting spirits. Bai Qi's cruelty, Han Xin's conspiracy, and Huo Qubing's sharpness were all in his hands. When the first solitary smoke soared into the sky and the beacon towers of three thousand miles were lit one after another, he wanted the mountains and rivers washed by blood and fire to call him Commander Pei!
