Feng Tu transmigrated to ancient times and, from the start, found himself a wife with overwhelming strength and stunning looks.
A master swordsman might be nearly immortal, but even he couldn't stand against thousands of iron-armored troops. It was an awkward era caught between cold weapons and firearms. If one master wasn't enough, then he'd just train a whole group of them. Matchlocks were outdated, of course, so he'd have to build rifles and battleships... This lazy fish, Feng Tu, was about to turn the world upside down!
Lose himself in love? Conquer the land? Those are choices for children. Isn't it much better to take his wife along and conquer the battlefield?
Dignity rests on the edge of a sword, and truth lies within the range of a cannon! Wait, let's not get ahead of ourselves. Something's off. Is this an ancient world in a parallel universe?
He led the orphans who had depended on one another to establish the Chiyan Army. They would keep a low profile while developing, mining, raising money, and pursuing science. If we had no guns or cannons, we'd build our own.
The Southern Ming warlords want to recruit me? Pah! I'll beat up every one of you scumbags who prey on the people.
“Husband, can the southern defense line hold?”
Looking at the enemy's 3,000 cannons, Feng Tu said, “The Chiyan Army is the strongest wall, and the people are the strongest foundation! With the army and people united, anything is possible!”
The enemies in his sights had never been confined to the Nine Provinces…
Everyone is welcome to join Fengtu in sweeping Liuhe and fighting against Japanese pirates.