This is an era of wars and wars, and the bones are everywhere. It is also the end of the world when heroes and heroes rise together, and the common people and the country weep together.
I rose up in the late Yuan Dynasty, and met the real dragon in the late Yuan Dynasty.
I witnessed how he gathered soldiers for hundreds of battles from a commoner; I witnessed how he subdued the talents of the world in the chess game of troubled times.
Everyone knows that it is difficult to conquer the world, but they don't know that it is even harder to defend the world.
Machiavellian tactics, human hearts, destiny, misguided paths... Every step is like walking on thin ice.
I will do my best to restore the old things, and finally see the grand scene where the mountains and rivers are about to become the land of China, and the sun and moon reopen to dominate the sky.
This is the worst of times and the best of times.
This is my story and the beginning of a glorious Ming Dynasty.
Reader comments
You are too fond of Zhu. If you don't fight for hegemony yourself, let Zhu be your leader. No one is born to be an emperor. Zhu can do it, why can't the protagonist?
You are too fond of Zhu. If you don't fight for hegemony yourself, let Zhu be your leader. No one is born to be an emperor. Zhu can do it, why can't the protagonist?
A bit nosy and a lot of nonsense