Cracked Flag

[A white flag, from cool to hot. A deposed prince, from waiting to die to fighting for the world] Chen Zhao traveled through time. The beginning is a pile of dead people - this body is that of a foolish prince, and the new emperor wants to eradicate it. The veteran who protected him died in a bloody battle, leaving behind a name: Huai Shan. There is also a white flag with "Taoyuan" written on it. It's cold, doesn't shine, and is of no use. He fled to a deserted village with three people, where they farmed land, built walls, and practiced swordsmanship. When the bandits came, he rushed in front. When the officers and soldiers came, he stood in front. Others laughed at him: "You are so poorly trained, why should you be the leader?" Someone said: "He doesn't practice well, but he never lets anyone else practice for him. If you don't follow this kind of person, who will you follow?" The white flag is starting to heat up. It's not a totem, it's not the imperial power - it's the people who are willing to follow him to death and stake their lives on this flag. This is not Long Aotian's story. This was a man who did not want to be an emperor, but was forcibly lifted to the throne by a group of people who believed in him. The flag will crack, but the soul will not leave. The world is settled under the banner of Taoyuan, and the dragons soar thousands of miles and flourish in prosperity. TagTravel, farming, hegemony, group portrait, slow burn, no system