When the fierce battle under the moon ended, all the noise fell silent.
I stared at the snowy night, looking through the snowy night, but no one returned. My years of fighting are just a joke, right?
In the second year of Yuanbao, in the middle of winter in Qingdu and Hanjiang Pass, heavy snow fell for a whole month and melted for a whole month...
Every dynasty has its unknown legends; it is these legends that give every era a legendary color.
The fate of all people has passed under the wheel of history, experiencing life and death...