The Tianshu continent borders the East China Sea to the east, the vast mountains to the west, the boundless Shuobei grassland to the north, and the dense forests filled with miasma to the south. In the center of the continent is Zhongzhou, a fertile plain thousands of miles away, where sits the Dayan Dynasty that has ruled the continent for more than three hundred years.
But three hundred years is a curse.
In the year 327 of the Yan calendar, the sun of the Dayan Dynasty was setting. The young emperor had been on the throne for only two years, the eunuchs controlled the government, the frontier army was eight months in arrears with food and salary, and refugees from all over the country were surging like a tide. The governors of the state capital each had their own plans. The nomadic people in the north, Beidi, smelled the smell of blood and invaded the south every year.
Troubled times are coming.
Reader comments
The first chapter is okay, but I don't know what the golden finger is.
New artist, new work, thank you for your support [blowing kiss]
The first chapter is okay, but I don't know what the golden finger is.
New artist, new work, thank you for your support [blowing kiss]