Made a Marquis and Appointed a General

The moon over the passes in the Qin era, the passes in the Han era; men have not returned from their ten-thousand-mile campaigns. If only the flying general of Dragon City were here, he would never let the enemy nomads cross the Yin Mountains. That’s right, this poem is about Li Guang. The wind stirs the grass in the dark forest; the general draws his bow in the night. At dawn, they search for the white-feathered arrow, but it has sunk deep into a stone ridge. That’s right, this poem is about Li Guang. ...Blades flash and blood flies as men face one another; those who die for their cause have never cared for their rewards. Have you not seen the bitter hardships of battle on the frontier? Even now, people still remember General Li. That’s right, this poem is about Li Guang. Alas, you were born at the wrong time! Had you lived in the days of Emperor Gaozu, what would a fief of ten thousand households have been to you? That’s right, this is still about Li Guang. The protagonist transmigrates into Li Guang’s body. Can he break free of the cycle of Feng Tang’s old age and Li Guang’s failure to win a title? ★This novel is pure wish fulfillment. We welcome your corrections and comments.★ We recommend another great book: Blood Shatter, Book ID: 1159010 The moon over the passes in The Legend of Qin; the passes in the Han era; men have not returned from their ten-thousand-mile campaigns.