At the end of the Han Dynasty, the Yellow Turban Camp was burned into a sea of fire late at night. Li Xin kicked open the tent door with a fifty-seven kilogram spear, and led hundreds of brothers to tear a bloody path in the encirclement of officers and soldiers. Da Fei clutched the knife tightly and followed him, with blood blisters splitting from his palm to his fingertips. They crawled out of the mountain stream at dawn, and the sound of horse hooves from the pursuers behind them got closer and closer. Li Xin wiped the ashes from his face: Go west and enter the Qinling Mountains.
