I've been a little lazy lately, so I've put off writing book reviews for now.
The books have all been tested by myself. As for the seedlings, I can't say that they won't collapse in the later stage. At least they have some new ideas. If they are found to collapse, I will place an order. The quality of the finished books is guaranteed. I can't say that everyone will like them, but they are within the scope of food and grass, so they are all right!
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Destiny separated in front of my eyes into two unrelated straight lines, one leading to palaces and cities burning in flames. The kingdom was overturned, the earth was suffering, and the creatures were suffering in the fire, and there would be no light for eternity.
And the other leads to the top of the ancient kings. The gods personally crown me in the clouds. I put on the laurel crown and bathe in the mountains. My eyes see through the fog of history, my knights open up new territories for me, and my sword walks through the thorns, leading my people to victory.
I took over this scepter and held the power of the world in my hands. I looked down at all living beings and changed the course of history.
I am Brando, the king of Warnd. This is my legend.
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Introduction to the popular version: This is a story about a senior soldier who takes the rebirth memory and travels to a world he has struggled to reverse the course of history and dominate the situation.
This is a world where scholars control the power of heaven and earth.
With talent, poetry can kill enemies, words can destroy armies, and articles can calm the world.
The scholar picks up the pen and talks about military affairs on paper; he kills the enemy with his men and speaks in a clear way; the scholar becomes angry and talks with each other.
The sage comes and criticizes with words and writings. He can kill people, he can judge the emperor as innocent and make an enemy country.
At this time, the Holy Court holds the civil position, the monarch holds the official position, the ten kingdoms are fighting, the barbarians are looking at it, and the monsters are causing chaos.
At this time, there was no great rise in poetry in the Tang Dynasty, no poetry in the Song Dynasty, no innovative articles, and no new saints in a century.
An unknown boy from a poor family, after his head was smashed, embarked on the road to the Holy Spirit with poems handed down from ancient times and articles that shocked the saints.
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