The Glorious Later Tang

The romance of a consort smiling at a horseman racing through clouds of dust could not stop the kingdom's fortunes from fading. Like an old man leaning on a cane, the Tang Empire struggled along the road of history.

Sinister eunuchs controlled the emperor's rise and fall, and even his life and death. Arrogant military governors no longer feared the Son of Heaven, while impeccably dressed officials sat high in the halls of power, concerned only with forming factions for their own gain.

As the empire's halo slowly dimmed, a young man stood atop the Xuanwu Tower of Jinyang Palace, a sword in his left hand and a mask in his right. He threw back his head and cried, “The Tang is vast, unmatched beneath heaven; the Tang shines bright, undying through the ages. As long as my performance continues, the Tang will never fall!”…