Everyone is intelligent, with no brainless steamrolling. This is a gray game of conflicting positions and competing interests: power struggles at court, clashes in the military camps, and contests of human nature. Every move draws blood, every step is perilous.
Changping was stained red with blood, as four hundred thousand souls were buried on the battlefield.
Lin Xian, a modern soul who escaped death amid a mountain of corpses, arrived in the late Warring States period, an age when rites and order had collapsed and slaughter never ceased.
No System, no golden finger, only a clear mind that understood human nature and weighed every advantage and cost.
Caught in the meat grinder of a turbulent age, he fought for survival step by step as a refugee, broke through one scheme after another, and rose to the pinnacle of the alliance of the five states.
Everyone said the Mandate of Heaven was set: the six states would fall, and the Great Qin would unite the realm. It was fate.
But Lin Xian, who knew how history would unfold, was determined to defy the tide!
At the dead end in Zui City, he put himself on the line, determined to gamble on a chance at total victory and survival!
He calculated the hearts of everyone under heaven, endured countless hardships and sacrifices, and shattered the shackles of his age, believing he had turned the world upside down.
Yet through the long years of turmoil and the histories written for generations to come, the name Lin Xian never appeared.
The Mandate of Heaven cannot be defied. History cannot be changed.
