Introduction to this book
The* of this book is in the era of Mongolia's great expansion, when the whole Eurasia was extremely turbulent, the horns of war came one after another, and the civilizations of the East and the West collided. On this unprecedented historical stage, from Britain in the west, Japan in the east, India in the south, and the ice ocean in the north, how many heroes rose up and fallen...
The scene of this book is magnificent, beyond the limitations usually only within and around China. The protagonist flew over time and space to a different dimension world equivalent to the early years of the Yuan Dynasty, but not in the familiar China, but far away from the junction of Asia and Europe. With wisdom and courage, from here, a man gathered 22 horses and rose up to lead the remnants of all ethnic groups living here, establish a country, and strive for survival, development among the surrounding complex forces - Mongolia, East Slavs, crusaders, Islam, and... one day return to the Central Plains. Extreme dream.
When I first arrived, I was still childish; in the golden horse, I saw all the vicissitudes of life. There are tens of millions of heroes, riding all kinds of cars, banners covering the sun, and competing on the vast land! There are advisers who calculate deeply, and the fierce generals are eagles; there are strong arrays like iron, and the city is as steel; there are loyal warriors, there are treacherous villains; there are natural allies who fight side by side, and there are potential enemies who watch on the wall; there are victories, there are victories, there are defeats, there are streams, and adversity... In the endless roads that have been countless roads, bumpy and ups and downs, that are heroes are The footprints of hegemony in troubled times. Blood stains are inevitable; there is nothing to fear when the liver and brain are painted on the ground!
Although in the cruel war, iron and blood still do not hide their tenderness. It's getting dark. Please take a break, listen to the beauty holding the piano, and sing a song "An Hanyuan":
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An Hanyuan,
The township is thousands of miles away from the sky.
The green shirt and green sleeves brush the old dream,
The yellow dust covers the year,
Don't say goodbye.
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An Hanyuan,
The clouds come and go.
There is nowhere to move home,
The year is like a flower,
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An Hanyuan,
Hu riding thousands of groups.
The general of Changsha Zhiqi laughed,
The hearts of the people look to the east,
When will we see the Central Plains?
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An Hanyuan,
It's snowy and sunny on the western border.
The fragrance of the curtain is curling,
The dream is full of meaning,
Wake up the name of Lang.