Reborn in the Late Ming Dynasty, I Am the Rebel Zhang Xianzhong

At dusk in the late Ming Dynasty, the sky was dyed red by the flames of war. A mighty general, wearing heavy armor, with a horse neighing at his hip. The general held a spear, and the tip of the spear shone coldly in the afterglow. His eyes were firm, full of determination to face death. Behind him was a surging peasant army, with banners covering the sun and shouts of killing that shook the sky. The peasant soldiers all had resolute faces, armed with various weapons, and marched forward bravely. Their figures were looming in the rising dust, showing their majestic momentum and unyielding fighting spirit.