It's an imaginary history, without any prototype, so please don't take it seriously.
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The world is divided and the smoke is everywhere. Northern Xiong occupied the north of Yanshan Mountain and always watched the Central Plains; Zhou occupied the east of the Yellow River and made its capital Luoyang;
The Kingdom of Zhou had most of the fertile land and had abundant harvests, but it was in deep trouble. Outside the border, the Northern Hungarians repeatedly invaded the border, and the Western Qi Dynasty watched with eager eyes; within the court, the powerful families were intertwined and monopolized official career and power.
Jiang Qiubai climbed from a soldier to the head coach of the border army. In order to break free from all the shackles, she tried her best and did not hesitate to put herself into the game. She once thought that she was the one playing chess, but in the end she was shocked to realize that there was a big hand in the dark that had already regarded her as a chess piece.
After returning from a great victory, what awaits her is not glory, but the whirlpool of the Chu family's injustice. Fate coerced her into taking the long road to inherit the throne with her master's son. The six-member border army team stayed together and relied on each other in the wind and rain.
She tried her best to take a dangerous path that no one had ever walked before. But when the history books were written, there were too many ups and downs and secrets that would never be exposed to the light of day.
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Intention: The shackles should be cut off by one's own hands.