The old dynasty teeters on the brink of collapse, while new ideas are just beginning to flourish.
The common folk of the north rise up with weapons in hand, while the south revels in song and dance beneath its willows and mist.
Foreigners’ iron hooves ravage the Central Plains, while shadows from the West draw ever closer.
With an army of two hundred thousand at his command, he waters his horses by the Yangtze, yet shamefully becomes a traitor to his people.
Now that he has another chance, he refuses to let Huaxia repeat the same tragedy.
He must rise up and carve out a different future for the Chinese people with iron and blood.
This is a chaotic age, but also one where anything is possible.
My name is Zuo Menggeng.
My father is Zuo Liangyu.
When I look back again,
I will make history...
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