A Thousand Riders Sweep Across the Plains

Though old, I am filled with youthful ardor. A yellow hound at my left, a blue falcon at my right. In brocade cap and sable coat, a thousand riders sweep across the hills. To repay the governor for the city’s welcome, I’ll shoot a tiger myself, like Sun Lang. Wine warms my heart and emboldens my spirit. My hair is greying, but so what? When will the emperor send Feng Tang with his imperial tally to Yunzhong? I’ll draw my bow until it’s round as the full moon, look northwest, and shoot the Heavenly Wolf. “River City Melody: Hunting at Mizhou,” Su Shi There was once a mighty dynasty in the history of our Huaxia: the Tang! There was once a glorious era: the Kaiyuan reign! And there was once an emperor: Li Longji! Yet that dynasty, that history, and that prosperity were ultimately destroyed by a Hu tribesman. How mighty the Tang was in its heyday! Then came the An Lushan Rebellion, leaving nine out of ten households empty. Its glory faded like yesterday’s flowers, obscured by mist and rain. Join Mu Linfeng, who has suddenly fallen into this era, as he walks once more through that painful history! [IMPORTANT NOTICE]: This is an alternate-history novel, so the plot comes first! Some things will certainly differ from actual history. Do not judge it by orthodox historical records, and don’t take it too seriously!