The political game of Kievan Rus is always so cruel. From Rurik, the founder of the dynasty, to the wise man who reached the pinnacle, poison, daggers and swords always loom in the shadows. The soul from the future became the prince of Rurik, and he walked forward in that...

All races coexist, swords and magic complement each other, humans, sea races, elves, dwarves, orcs... compete to be the first to shine the light of civilization and compose an epic tragedy!

(Lord Farming is a slow-moving article, I suggest you be more patient)

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Friends who are in a book shortage, please move to "Zhu Dao in the Heavens", "Holy Roman Empire", "The Road to Mediterranean Overlord"