Thousands of miles to go to war, pass the mountain as if flying.
The new energy spreads to the golden watch, and the cold light shines on the iron clothes.
A general will die in a hundred battles, and a strong man will return after ten years.
The handwriting written in history books cannot tell the stories hidden in history.
Just like you, and me.
At that time, the world of the Northern Wei Dynasty was the empire of Emperor Taiwu.
Who asked who, if you want to protect this country. Who looked back and gradually walked away.
The magnolia blossoms bloom, and your figure turns around and leaves resolutely. The helmet is stained with a color like blood in the sun.
When you put on the battle armor and mount a strong horse, the military flag whistles in the wind and lifts up a corner of your clothes.
The moment you decide to fight, everything will go in the destined direction.
The magnolia blooms far away. In a corner of history, magnolia flowers fall on your shoulders. I put down my sword, take off my bloody robe, and wait for the end.
That last glance, where and who you looked at.
Mulan, Mu Lan. The eldest princess enjoyed it, but she didn't know the result.