In the winter of the orthodox tenth year, I opened my eyes and became the young Zhu Qizhen.
Deep in his soul, there is the memory of a modern engineer, and his nightmares every night are about frozen soldiers and decaying weapons in the earthen fort.
After reviewing the memorial, I found that Wang Zhen's party members embezzled winter clothes from the Mexican border army, so I sent a close eunuch to investigate secretly.
When the Qintian Supervisor reported that "the comet violated Ziwei", I joined forces with the Empress Dowager Zhang to take action.
On the day when Wang Zhenling was late, all the officials were as silent as cicadas.
The Supervisor of Ceremonies was restructured, the Gokuyuan was established, and the coke ironmaking technology shocked the Ministry of War.
The empty pay case in the Beijing camp broke out, twelve noble families were cut off from their ranks, and the old army was replaced by the triad of fire guns.
Standing next to Wala, I sneered: "Personally conquered? That's what Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty said too!"
Fo Lang's machine guns roared at the top of Datong City, and they were defeated first.
Steam engines roared in the mines, and concrete bastions rose along the Great Wall.
When the "Shenxing" steam locomotive passed through the Forbidden City, the world was already lying at the feet of the eternal Ming Dynasty.
