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In Jiuzhou Continent, history books record that Lord Wu An swung his sword and the cavalry of the Qin Dynasty trampled the stars and buried the monsters; the emperor of the Han Dynasty was drunk and raised his sword, red light shot into the sky, and the white dragon fell to the ground, establishing a dynasty; Wu Hou Qi Men Dun Jia calculated the secrets of heaven and divided the three kingdoms with one word; Qinglian layman had both poetry and swords, a sword, a pot of turbid wine, three thousand green lotus swallowing the sun and the moon... These ancients are too powerful! Wu Zhe sighed. Looking up again, the Dajin Holy Dynasty was too weak at this time. Internally, natural disasters continued year after year, civil strife broke out, the Taiding Heavenly Army swept through several provinces, and warlords fought endlessly; externally, all the major empires mobilized their troops, and ships and artillery bombarded the country. When all the people raise their heads, it is difficult to see the bright sky and the bright sun. Wu Zhe felt that he should do something.