Introduction: When I feel sad, I can only drink three or two cups. I smash the bowl, but my ambition is rewarded. The country is at war for three months in a row. The general is white-haired, but he still looks at the bloody knife. The fighting spirit is still lingering on the battlefield. The neighing is the hoofs of horses digging into the earth. The war horses are wailing, and Ye Niang and his wife are walking to see each other off...