Beacon Smoke Painted Brightly

In the seventh year of Chongzhen, the Ming Dynasty was hard to come back. The slaves in the north are sharpening their swords, the Central Plains bandits are sweeping the world, and the gentry in the south of the Yangtze River are drunk and dreaming. This year, Zhu Jingyu traveled through time and became the most peripheral vassal king of the Ming Dynasty - King Bozhou. The fiefdom is in the southwest mountains? It doesn't matter, there is iron and coal here, it is easy to defend but difficult to attack! Is the chieftain unruly? Then use the Hongyi Cannon to teach them how to behave! Emperor Chongzhen is suspicious? It's okay, I pretended to be stupid, painted and raised birds, and secretly exploded troops like crazy! Ten years later, Chongzhen Meishan hanged himself, Wu Sangui led Qing troops into the pass, and the land of China was sinking. Deep in the southwest mountains, a torrent of steel equipped with flintlock guns and field cannons swept out under the banner of the sun and moon! Dorgon: "Who said Nanming was weak and could be bullied? This King of Southwest is simply crazy!" Li Zicheng: "I should have known better not to offend that King of Bozhou. He has more cannons than I have men!" Zhu Jingyu stood at the top of the city of Nanjing, pointing his sword towards the north: "My Ming Dynasty will not make peace, pay indemnities, cede land, and will not pay tribute! Anyone who refuses to accept will be lined up to be shot!" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.