"The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and Shan Yu escapes at night. When trying to drive away the light cavalry, the heavy snow covers the bow and knife." +++++++++++++++++++++——Tang Lulun, "Song of Sai Xia·Part 3"++++ On the vast and boundless prairie, two tribes dominate side by side, like heroes. With eagle wings, its people herd cattle and sheep, and were good at riding and shooting; ++++++++ To the west of the prairie were the countries of Sangqi and Baili, and to the south was the great country of Fengjing, like a phoenix, prosperous and rich, with strong cities and solid ponds; ++++++++ The islands in the East China Sea and the White Moon Kingdom on the sea were slowly growing together. ++++++++Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx++++ Hu Yanlie, the eldest prince of the Huyanchi tribe, should have been riding high with his whip, young and frivolous, as bright as the morning sun. It's a pity that since his mother died early, he has gradually fallen out of favor with the Shanyu. Since the seventh prince was born, his status has become more and more precarious... +++++++ This is a story about a prince in trouble, and also a story about the growth of a group of young people. The author's writing style is bloody and scumbag. It depends on the magnificent disputes between the countries. There is no way to structure it here. Emotions are the main thing and career is the supplement. ++++ There is whipping horses, bending bows and shooting eagles, childhood sweethearts, falling in love at first sight, falling in love and killing each other, being inseparable in life and death, rising in age, falling in age, being beautiful and strong, being powerful. ++++The protagonist is charming and invincible. ++++The first part has been completed, hibiscus emerges from the clear water, and I will keep writing every day and update it at nine o'clock every night.
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