The Golden Age of Great Shang: The Dragon's Roar and Phoenix's Song

A black bird began the history of a tribe.

A jade phoenix nurtured a woman of great spirit.

A journey on campaign forged a generation’s great ruler.

A clay flute and a sword dance brought about a love match for the ages.

One wish inspired generations to press forward, one after another.

A bundle of bamboo slips embodied the wisdom and toil of a generation’s worthy chancellor.

A wedding joined the bloodlines of Great Shang and the Nine Yi.

A colossal bronze tripod immortalized achievements that would go down in history.

Hidden currents repeatedly drove the fate of Great Shang to the brink.

Shouts rang out, proclaiming the soldiers of Great Shang’s resolve to give their lives for their country.

Through hardships endured together, ten heroes were finally brought together.

The Marquis of Yuzhou, peerless among beauties; the Marquis of Xuzhou, with crimson lips and pearly sleeves; the Marquis of Yanzhou, graceful as a wild goose, her alluring figure a fleeting shadow; the Marquis of Yongzhou, a green dragon riding the waves; the Marquis of Jingzhou, a golden spear treading through snow; the Marquis of Jizhou, battle-hardened on the field; the Marquis of Yangzhou, clever in every way; the Marquis of Liangzhou, strong enough to move mountains and raise a tripod; the Marquis of Qingzhou, whose divine sword left no trace.

At the foot of Mount Xuanyue, Fu Hao shattered the allied armies; on the plains of Diqiu, heroes sprang forth with fearless spirit; across the thousand-mile Guanzhong, blood was shed at Taolin Pass; beneath Panlong City, they swore to fight the enemy to the death.

Golden battle axes, dragon-and-phoenix banners, warhorses crying out, and dust rising for thousands of miles.

With the fervor of Huaxia and loyalty to all under Heaven, they faced death with courage and pressed ever forward.

“Fight on the battlefield, win glory, protect the people, defend Great Shang!”

The Eastern Yi, Western Qiang, Southern Jing, and Northern Gui all belong to Huaxia; men and women, young and old, widowed, orphaned, and alone are all our people!