Jiangshan Fuxue

That night, the flying snow in the sky and the red plum blossoms all over the mountain turned into flying catkins, covering the streets of Huang'an, rising and scattering in the wind. The army in red makeup, the world, the entanglement of love and hate... From being dominated by fate to being the master of fate, one general has made thousands of bones dry, the finger of a thousand men, and hated by all people. What kind of ending will be waiting for her in the end? (This book is written by a strong woman)