“The world is a game of chess. All living beings are expendable pieces, and only the Tianyuan can survive.”
Amid the wind and snow of the wasteland, Zhao Ming, son of the Great General Who Conquers the West, awoke in a pool of blood.
His memories were gone, his left arm was crippled, and behind him stood eight hundred exhausted guards, while ahead, ten thousand “allied troops” formed an iron wall around him.
He did not know that the attempt to poison him was no accident, but part of a “Tianyuan game” that had been unfolding for twenty years.
A fog of true and false princes shrouded the imperial court. The emperor was merciless, treating even his own flesh and blood as pawns in his game.
The veteran general Li Hu had been ordered to “hold them back” for ten days. In truth, he used his own body as a shield, carving a path to survival through that desperate situation with ten thousand lives.
“Young master, the chessboard is shattered, and the black pieces are crushed to dust. You, the one white piece, must survive!”
When loyal bones turn to dust, and lies are washed away by blood.
The amnesiac young lord gripped his broken sword. From a pawn at the mercy of others, he transformed into the Tianyuan who commanded all directions.
Storms rise over Lanshan, and the lone piece decides the fate of the realm.
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