Don't you see, the army at the end of the Han Dynasty, the weak crown is tied to the captive, please have a long tassel Stop! Zhao Shi's life is doomed to advance in slaughter and blood. From Hanmo in the north, to the jungle in the south, across the river and north, everywhere he has been, there are flames of war, blood flowing, and life like grass seeds. The enemy fears him like a grass seed. The devil, his subordinates admire him like a god. But who knows, he is like a lost child, who has been searching for his own path and glory all his life? When he looks back, his epic glory His whole life is covered with blood, is he deeply regretful, or does he just leave a ferocious smile?