The sword complains about the prison, and the loyal soul lingers in the clouds. The fall of the loyal and famous generals of the past has been gradually forgotten. The son of the famous general is in the dust, full of sorrow and anger despite his unique skills, but unable to avenge his revenge because of his loyalty. The king is the king and his ministers are the ministers. Since ancient times, the king has only respected the king, but how can he cherish the soul of the hero? The hero can be hated and pitied, and his blood is splashed on the imperial pillow. Can loyal ministers only have such a tragic fate? No, I will change all this