Reborn: My General Is Actually a Transmigrator

I died by the blade of the very follower I had trusted.

The general used the modern ideas of a transmigrator to trick me into serving him.

"Fight for a world where everyone is equal!" he was always saying.

But after he took the throne, he had every veteran who had witnessed his promise silenced.

As he lay dying, he smiled at me. "The world I've seen is far broader than you can imagine."

When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn in the days when the general inspected the camps.

In this life, I knew every one of his hidden cards.

He was still pretending to be benevolent and winning people's loyalty, secretly meeting every veteran at night.

Even his most loyal strategist thought he genuinely cared for his men.

Only I knew the truth:

The general was bracing for the court's decree to strip him of power and take his life.

And I had decided to seize the imperial throne.