Bai Biao Ji: the Last Jin Yiwei

During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the bloody rain did not stop. Three hundred prisoners on death row were taken to the Xiaoling Mausoleum of the Ming Dynasty and forced to participate in a death game set by the Qing court: 300 people for thirty days, and only the one who killed the last person would survive. Thousands of Qing troops surrounded the mountain, shrinking the circle every day, like a noose getting tighter. Wu Wan, the former Jin Yiwei, was once a bodyguard of King Ding. He had been guilty of the death of the prince for half his life. He was tossed around and became a death row prisoner. On his first night in the mountains, he met Qin Huai and Zhou Lian Lian. She could understand people's hearts, was good at rebuttal, and had a sharp tongue, but she taught him how to be a "human" again in a desperate situation. For thirty days, Wu Wan and Zhou Lianlian teamed up to survive, and met all kinds of desperate people: Dashun Army archers, Qin Liangyu tribesmen, remnants of the Qi family army, Dingling envoys, Sauron hunters, Zhou Lianlian's old acquaintances, the adopted son of King Li Jin, etc. But the former comrades have now become sworn enemies. Goodbye old friends are like businessmen separated from each other. However, Zhongshan's killing scene is just a bigger chess game. Zheng Chenggong's naval troops arrived at the gates of Nanjing, and the flames of restoration were reignited; the Qing governor secretly sat in power, surrounded by murderous intent. When Wu Wan retrieves the embroidered spring knife that symbolizes the past, when Zhou Lianlian breaks branches and dances under the flowerless plum tree, the purple gold is saddened by the wind, and the Yangtze River is roaring, they must face the final choice: to become pawns in the troubled world, or to find a human path in the blood? From the game of survival to the plan to restore the country, from the bloody battle in the mountains and forests to the battlefield of human hearts, they spent thirty days fighting against the overthrow of an era. And beyond the bright moon on the top of the mountain, a giant beast with black stripes on a white background is always watching silently in the depths of the dream.