During the imperial period, the central imperial power was unstable and martial arts prevailed in various vassals. It is the destiny of a military commander to ride on a horse and cross the sword to conquer the world. The life and death of a gold-jumping horse are joyful, and he seeks a way of survival that respects human ethics, respects gods and Buddhas, and upholds integrity. However, with the smoke rising everywhere and the killings on the battlefield, how much fame, fame, and life-and-death relationships have been wiped out? Some love is with you since the moment we met; some hate is engraved in the bones and blood and grows with each passing day; some dreams only realize that they have been delusional for many years after waking up; some people are separated in the end of the world after a hasty farewell. After years of turning around, looking back at dusk, in the dimly lit place, there is still peace of singing and dancing, and the beauty is as beautiful as jade; the prosperity and calmness after the war horses are silent is so calm that it is questionable, and life is like a dream, just like the string song under the forest moon.