Bronze Soul Zhiya Mountain Before

"Bronze Soul Chronicles: Before Yashan" In 1276, when the Southern Song Dynasty was about to fall, the young emperor presented his seal. An urgent memorial from Guangxi blocked the dynasty's last way of survival. The author is Shige, a general of the Yuan Dynasty. He knew very well that with this one stroke, he would be a sinner for the ages. That night, seven heroic souls from different time and space stepped into his study. The king of Xiou who died in the battle, the queen of the Nong tribe who founded the country, the bronze soul master of the Qin Dynasty who guarded the Lingqu Canal... They told him: the land of Lingnan has souls that are older than the dynasty. "If you report this, the Yuan army will lock down Guangdong and Guangxi, and one hundred thousand soldiers and civilians will cross the sea from Yashan in three years." "If you don't tell me, the remnants of the Southern Song Dynasty will fight bloody battles in the mountains. After eight years of war, millions of people will be buried dead." "If you rebel against the Yuan Dynasty, your whole family of 300 people will be hanged on the capital city tower tomorrow!" Shige trembled, seeing every blood and fire in the future. No matter which choice you make, it will be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. No matter what he chooses, he will be reviled for thousands of years. But he must choose. Finally, he handed over the memorial. History is rumbling towards the known blood sea of ​​Yashan. What no one knows is that from that night onwards, the generals who massacred the city began to reduce taxes, and the commander-in-chief of the expedition advocated opening warehouses to provide disaster relief. No one knows that outside reality, a world called "Bronze Soul" quietly houses him - and all the souls simplified by history books. This is a trial that no one knows about. An epic story about a sinner who, after making a choice, spends the rest of his life atone for his sins. One thought can change the world forever. The history books are written by the victors, and the heroic souls guard the tombs of the losers.