After transmigrating as the last crown prince of the Great Ming, he lay low for ten years, making plans to take the realm.
Over those ten years, he forged the most elite troops and built the most powerful cannons. He planted spies in Li Zicheng's army, turning Li Zicheng into a sharp blade in his own hands.
Under his influence, the Great Ming, ruled by corrupt Confucian scholars, plunged into the abyss!
Then, on this day, the capital fell, Chongzhen hanged himself, and the Tartars entered through the passes!
Just when everyone thought the Great Ming was finished, Zhu Cilang ascended the throne! The Yinglong Army, honed over ten years, burst onto the scene!
Li Zicheng: I never would have imagined that I was just a blade in someone else's hand!
Dorgon: The Great Ming's cannons can't possibly be this powerful!
Wu Sangui: I regret conspiring with outsiders!
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
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I originally thought of fattening it before slaughtering it, but it stopped growing. . .