A Lamp’s Faint Glow

Genghis Khan, the hero of his age, knew only how to bend his bow and shoot the great eagle.

All that is past. To count the true heroes, look to the present.

The prairie overlord Genghis Khan had returned to the Eternal Blue Sky. In 1229, after the tribes and alliances of the grasslands gathered for the kurultai, the brilliant and ambitious third son, Ogedei, succeeded him as Great Khan of the Mongols.

Under Great Khan Ogedei's command, Mongol cavalry swept across Europe and Asia.

By then, more than a century had passed since the Northern Song fell, yet the bloodlines of the Emperors Huizong and Qinzong had stubbornly endured.

Back then, great clans had migrated south as a whole, weeping as they crossed the Yangtze and left behind the Central Plains, where generations of their families had lived, and the Yellow River, cradle of the Chinese people.

In the early winter of that year, a few hunched old trees stood defiantly on an endless, desolate snowfield.

A pack of wolves circled the unconscious Zhao Huai.

Reborn, Zhao Huai was like a tiny lamp, bringing a little warmth and light to the dark age of the Chinese people.

And so the story begins...