I, Lin Yi, opened my eyes and found myself as Zhu Qizhen at Tumu Fortress. Heaven, are you playing some kind of international joke on me?! What the hell is this from-the-start setup?!
All the great generals are dead, the army is a flock of lambs, and that damned eunuch Wang Zhen is buzzing in my ear, as if he can't wait for me to die!
But who am I? Sit around and wait to die? Not a chance!
You want to take me prisoner? Let's see if the blade in my hand agrees!
Wang Zhen, you think you can still control everything?
Esen, you think the emperor of Great Ming is already yours for the taking?
