In the Grave of Thousands of Corpses, I Am the Chief Minister of the Southern Dynasty

The Great Feng of the Qian Kingdom, the empresses of the two dynasties, blood feud for generations, two phoenixes contending. Da Feng's iron cavalry broke through four passes in a row and killed 50,000 people. They surrendered and died in front of Jue Feng Pass. Blood filled the sky, crows were circling in the sky, and the corpses of the soldiers were piled up one by one, with their heads made into a temple. He should have been a pawn, should have been one of the 50,000 corpses in the pit. But he lied. "I am the son of Prince Langya!" In one sentence, he crawled out of the corpse pit, stepped into the Dafeng military camp, and got involved in the dispute between the two countries. Buddhist Debate, Corpse Plague, Siege, Calling, Assassination, Machiavellian... He crawled out of the dead and just wanted to live. But how can life be so simple? He wants to keep acting!