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They all thought I was here to save the Jia family, but actually... I was here to steal the country. Everyone said that the Jia family was exhausted. Everyone said that the great Zhou Dynasty was coming to an end. And I, Jia Yan, hold the script to rewrite everything, but I just want to be a spectator. Until that day, the Nine-Five Supreme Master in Fengzao Palace placed a glass of poisonous wine in front of me. Okay, let's stop pretending and let's show off. Emperor, someone else can do it. The country can also change its owner. You are responsible for the palace fight and the house fight, and I am responsible for... Replacing the phoenix on the dragon chair with the one I want. How will history books write about me? Powerful minister? National traitor? Or... The uncrowned king under the phoenix throne? Who cares.

[Three Kingdoms Struggle] + [Summoning Stream] + [Army Collision] Seven years of Guanghe, a cold night in Youzhou. Lu Zhao was in charge of the "Jade Soul of the Soldiers" and awakened the first heroic spirit on the eve of the Yellow Turban massacre - Yue Fei stood up with his spear, and trampled through the snowy plains of Zhuo County with his eight hundred backs. Since then, the heroes of China have fallen like stars in the late Han Dynasty: Bai Qi built a temple in Beijing to frighten the heroes, Li Jing strangled Xianbei with his six-flower array, and Huo Qubing rode through the smoke outside the Great Wall. However, wherever the military front goes, it will surely reverberate in troubled times. Qin Ruishi under Dong Zhuo's command burned books to make weapons, Liu Bang's agreement in Yuan Shao's tent shook the noble clan, and Zheng Chenggong's fireship on the Yangtze River crashed into Zhu Yuanzhang's iron wall. When Xiang Yu's halberd split the Hulao Pass, Li Shimin's Xuanjia cavalry and Genghis Khan's cowardly Xue army competed for the Central Plains, Kyushu under the afterglow of the Red Emperor has become a killing ground for heroes of all generations. Lu Zhao held his sword and stood on the scorched earth of Luoyang, the jade in his palm burned like a soldering iron. Should we let the military strategists and stars tear history into pieces, or should we use Youzhou as the anvil and Qingzhou as the hammer to reforge the lifeline of China in iron and blood? This dead end that spans a thousand years is suddenly unfolding with the sound of Xuan Banner splitting Han Dynasty.