Eleven Cavalry of the North

The aging old man sat at the long table in the former meeting hall, slowly recalling the expedition that had ended long ago. The Xishan Pass is on fire, and my hometown is no longer safe. The army of eleven knights led the exiles into a desolate land. There will be no miracles here, no power from the sky. Only the armor that is about to wear out, limited food and water bladders. Severe cold, banditry, and material shortages come one after another, and they have to constantly make painful choices between survival and morality. They are not all-powerful heroes and can fear, argue, and fail. After years of changes, the smoke of war has also dissipated. The story of blood, betrayal and sacrifice in the wilderness left only a sad memory in the old man's mouth