My name is Hua Ci. At the age of seventeen, I put on my father's blood-stained armor.
The cavalry of Beidi are pressing down on the border, and the conscription order is like a reminder.
The father was poisoned and fell into a coma, leaving the Hua family with no male members.
I picked up the spear and walked into the military camp surrounded by jackals.
No one here is going to protect a "skinny" recruit.
I must fight my way through the battlefield of gladiatorial combat, slander, and life and death.
They said I wasn't strong enough. I relied on my family's marksmanship and extraordinary agility to focus on key points.
They laughed at my pretty face, and I earned the name "The Jade-Faced Killer God" with my near-death battle exploits.
I joined the army for my father, but it was not just to fulfill my filial piety.
When I saw the homeless people, when I defended the crumbling city wall, when I stood up from the battlefield where horses and leather were wrapped in corpses - I knew that this armor was not just for myself.
From the new barracks to the scout team, from the captain to the general.
As a woman, I am in charge of the tiger talisman, strategizing, and regaining the mountains and rivers.
Later, my name was engraved in the Hall of Heroes, and my legend was written in the Border Chronicles.
In the court, the controversy about my gender was finally settled.
The king on the dragon throne asked me: "What reward do you want?"
I leaned forward and my voice was clear and resounded throughout the hall:
"My minister, I do not seek to be granted a title or title as a prime minister."
"I just hope that from now on, all those who are determined in the world, regardless of men or women, can ascend to the golden platform."
Reading guide:
The text is in third person, with a male protagonist, 1V1, HE
Intention: Sharpen the knife and fight against the pigs and sheep