The affairs of the world were ever-changing; heroes came down to Cao Cao and Liu Bei.
Liu Bei had already taken Yizhou and was locked in a standoff with Cao Cao at Han Zhong. Guan Yu in Jing Zhou was fighting on two fronts, but with Pang Tong at his side handling affairs of state, his military might was at its peak!
With Jing Zhou alone, he had beaten Cao Cao and Sun Quan so thoroughly that neither could make the slightest inroad.
"Cao and Liu, Cao and Liu—who will prevail?"
"The world, the world—who can stand against them?"
"Alas!"
"Who remembers?"
"The Son of Heaven in Xu Du wipes away tears at night!"
At the time, a children's rhyme was spreading through Yongliang. Every child in every household could sing it. After all, who didn't know that the Son of Heaven in Xu Du was merely a puppet enthroned in the Bright Hall? The world belonged either to Cao Cao or Liu Bei. The Son of Heaven and Sun Quan could sit at the same table.
The setting sun stretched across the land as children played at the village entrance.
A Green Clothed Girl walked slowly along the ancient road. She had come from Hexi, crossed the Yellow River, entered Guanzhong, and was heading straight for Yong City.
The Yong City Qin Clan were no longer kings of Qin. To understand how that came to pass, one had to look back to Liu Hong.
After all, Qin and Han had been star-crossed lovers...
Back when the Han Emperor was so broke he had to sell offices and noble titles, how could he possibly spare the King of Qin?
Liu Hong, that bastard, demanded that the King of Qin pay for his throne. If it had been a small sum,