Dongfengji

A cold-blooded boy, dreaming of returning to another world, In troubled times, when heroes are vying for hegemony, he recruits troops, buys horses, and fights the world! When a strong wind rises and a strong wind falls, for whom do you conquer the world? The years have wiped out the prosperity, and the blood has stained the armor. Who can rule the world for you? The lone star looks at the moon, the willow leaves follow the wind, the broken swords sit opposite each other, loneliness, the world of mortals, blood flowing by, For beauty, the imperial city is stained with blood. For brothers, anger reaches the nine heavens. A broken sword, a pot of wine, a scimitar, and a horse. The country is like a painting. Let's see how it goes. The country is stained with blood. If you go against heaven, there are still exceptions. If you go against me, there will be no chance of life. With a knife in hand, the clouds are moving in all directions. Let me ask you, who is in charge of the ups and downs in the world? A cold-blooded young man, a strange love story, the story of the East Wind!