The war is raging, the winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit.
At one time he was a great general who was respected by thousands of people, but at another time he was a humble slave who surrendered to his country.
Let me ask you, who in this world can be praised by the world forever? There are often many good stories, many sighs, and many sorrows about separation.
Look at the magnificent mountains and rivers, the scenery is picturesque, the river flows at your feet, and I am standing on the top of the mountain, looking down at the world.
A young general becomes a marquis and fights on the battlefield. For whom will he perish and for whom will he never recover?
Look at the sudden change of the situation and the smoke rising everywhere. You step on the red lotus and return with a smile.
I'm not a perfect person, so the stories I write are not perfect.
I just want to tell you the story in my heart in the most sincere language...