On his 40th birthday, Chen Mo fell drunk on the street with a layoff notice.
When he opened his eyes again, his sternum was crushed by a horse's hoof. In the severe pain, he heard someone shouting, "Save King Yan!"
He used his last strength to tear open the first aid kit and forcefully poured antibiotics into the throat of the dying feudal lord.
Three days later, Zhu Yuheng picked him up from the pile of corpses: "If you can save me, how can you save this broken country?"
When Chen Mo used the assembly line to create a flintlock gun and used a modern formation to create a strong iron-blooded army——
Impeachments from the court came like a snowflake: "The witchcraft confuses the Lord!"
When the chains of the Jinyi Guards were locked on his wrists, Zhu Yuheng's saber suddenly cut off the shackles. "Sir, please take a look," King Yan unfolded the Japanese pirate sea chart, "it's time to let the Krupp cannon speak."
On the silver wine flask in Chen Mo's arms, the double-headed eagle emblem was exuding a cold blue light...
