Category: The Brave Swordsman in the Snow

Xu Fengnian traveled eastward along the line of Hutou City, turned into Hulukou, and listened to the wind passing over Wogong City, its sound like weeping an

A pair of weary Daoist master and disciple, after reaching the estuary of the Guangling River, witnessed the grand fifteenth tide and escorted the legendary

Under the moonless sky of the martial world, it was a night ripe for bloodshed. On the battlefield, autumn’s crisp air and well-fed steeds marked the season

Mount Wudang was thriving, with countless pilgrims making arduous journeys from afar to burn incense there. Among the out-of-town devotees, those from the ca

In the wars between nations, spies die first. In the conflicts between regions, scouts perish first. In the war between Liang and Mang, both spies and scouts

Sun Ji’s White Horse Rangers, who had roamed invincibly beyond the Pass for over a decade, had dwindled to just over sixty riders by the time summer turned t

The scene that had previously resembled a carpet spread over the vast yellow desert now seemed to have been stretched into a ribbon of silk, though it was st

The Northern Wilderness’s scattered horse scouts from different factions had already been routed back to the previous ambush site, where the ranger captain S

In the third year of the Xiangfu era, amidst the spring breeze and blooming peach blossoms, a middle-aged man rode an old donkey through the Sword Pass into

That night, Deng Tai’a, reeking of alcohol, strolled leisurely through the narrow alley with his disciple Li Huainian.
Deng Tai’a suddenly spoke, “Whe