After the frost and snow in the north melted, the lonely king Ju Jingyi looked across the calm golden sea to the southern empire known for its wealth and fleet.
It was a gentle land soaked in desire: the former righteous King of Zhennan was addicted to the music of obscurity, the loyal legions and fleets were independent in the divided country, and the careerists and admirers were seeking the shadow of the new king across the sea.
This seemingly ripe fruit attracts the calmest and most greedy hunters. The queen's chess game has been quietly laid out. This time, her weapons are no longer just swords and iron hoofs.
It is gold that can corrode the foundation, a poem that can rewrite memories, a whisper that ignites betrayal, and a heart-wrenching battle in which the entire civilization is at stake.
When the last war song of the South disappears in the flames, and when the strongest barrier collapses from the inside, can you still tell whether it was the sharp blade of the North that destroyed it, or whether it has already rotted away in its own glory?
Intent: to use a systematic and cold "absolute order" to comprehensively deconstruct and devour a "fallen civilization" full of desire and glory; to explore the absolute loneliness brought by absolute power, and the tragic fate of all individuals (regardless of the enemy or ourselves) eventually becoming pawns in the grand game of conquest; the highest state of conquest is not to destroy by force, but to completely "format" from the economic, ideological and belief levels, and finally usher in a dead and efficient "dark dawn"