Hong Ling Has a Dream, and Another Person Dies, the Qin Horse's Bones

In the wasteland of Longyou, the wind and sand bite people, surrounded by soldiers and cavalry, and human lives are as cheap as grass. The young man Feizi was born in Quanqiu, with military blood in his body. He was born into a commoner family, was ostracized by his brother-in-law, and looked down upon by his tribe. He was born with a keen eye for horses, an eye for mountains and rivers, and a sense of murderous intent, and he lurked patiently at the bottom of troubled times. Shed wild horses during the day, practice sword and bow at night, use desolate bones as a road, and build up a body by killing. Tolerate what ordinary people cannot endure, kill those who deserve to be killed, and protect the homeland that deserves to be killed. Beacon smoke rises, soldiers invade, every step is marked with blood, every thought is a dead soul. Hong Ling enters a dream, the fate of the world comes to an end, the world is ups and downs, but another person dies in one dream.