In the last years of the Great Dry Dynasty, the mountains and rivers were broken and the wind was fluttering, and in the troubled season, the heroes and heroes rose together...... Above the court, an old man dragging a broken sword sat on the dragon chair like a candle in the wind, and with his remnant body, he took his last breath for Daqian. In the northern gate, a young man who is as bright as a god wants to use the world as a chess piece and fight vertically and horizontally. The family of the East China Sea merchant, a young merchant, drunk and lying on the knees of a beauty, waking up to kill the sword, swore to ...... This ridiculous chaotic time. In the northwest desert, the young man in fresh clothes and angry horses, looking at the border of Daqian through the dust, his eyebrows and eyes were low, and the millions of male soldiers behind him swallowed thousands of miles like tigers. And in the depths of the 100,000 mountains in the south, a poor scholar walked out of the mountains with a bowl of porridge surrounded by the poor, and he vowed to make the world belong to the people of the world!