Traveling Through the Late Southern Song Dynasty: Records of the War and Chaos

Han San, who returned from working overtime at night, fell into a thousand years ago in the waves of Hupao Road - the light of Ezhou's swords, the fragrance of plum blossoms in Lin'an, the city walls of Xiangfan, the raging sea of ​​Yashan... He became a "Song Li", had a home, lost his home, and finally buried the afterglow of the Southern Song Dynasty in the blue sea. When the sirens awakened the modern era, the plum blossom brand on his left arm burned him to tears: that was not a dream, but a history engraved in his blood.