When Tongguan City was destroyed, Shen Zhao was fifteen years old.
He is the youngest son of guard Shen Chongyuan. He has three brothers and one sister. He was raised in the hands of his family. The biggest worry is my father's homework test, and the greatest happiness is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by my mother. On the night when the city was broken, his father and brother were all killed in battle. The second sister covered him with her body, and the blood dripped on his face, which was warm.
He climbed out of the pile of dead people, carrying his father's curled Zhenyue sword on his back, and fled to Chang'an with the refugees. He just wants to live.
But his status as "the son of the Shen family" does not allow him to live alone. When he was nineteen years old, Beidi put the princess's head in a wooden box and sent it back to Chang'an, which made the whole court furious. He was pushed to the stage by his father's old subordinates, the main militant faction in the court, and the common people he had never met - the orphan of the Shen family, and what must be done. His initial idea was simple: protect the people around him. First battle, win. The second battle, win. The myth of victory in every battle is like wildfire. People began to call him "Shuai Shen", built a shrine for him, and worshiped his name together with the gods.
Intention: When a person is needed by the times, it may not be a gift, it may be destruction.