Great Ming: Under the Crooked Tree, Chongzhen Begs Me to Save the People

The seventeenth year of Chongzhen, the nineteenth day of the third lunar month.

Zhu Youjian hangs beneath a crooked-neck tree, while Li Zicheng sits on the imperial throne.

Beyond Shanhai Pass, Dorgon watches like a wolf and an eagle.

Within Yutian City, Wu Sangui betrays his ancestors and abandons his heritage.

Smoke rises everywhere, and corpses pile up in rivers of blood.

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In the twenty-first century, a young man from a county town happens upon a piece of jade.

To his astonishment, it lets him travel back and forth between the Ming Dynasty and the modern era.

Zhu Xinjiang sits atop a nearly scrapped Type 59 tank, looking down on all living things.

The Chongzhen Emperor falls to his knees, weeping: Immortal, please, save the Ming Dynasty!

Wu Sangui's face turns ashen: Your Majesty, I beg to be sent overseas to expand the empire's territory.

Dorgon sobs uncontrollably: Please spare your slave's life.

The Westerners stare in horror: My God! Why is the great empire's invincible fleet made of paper?

With each journey through time, Zhu Xinjiang grows stronger.

He looks at his 100,000-strong iron army and the trillion yuan in his bank account.

Zhu Xinjiang climbs Mount Tai and shouts: The whole world is now in my grasp!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.