A Top Military Scientist Transmigrates into Li Jinglong

When Li Jing opened his eyes, he had become Li Jinglong in the Jingnan Campaign, just after 500,000 troops had been routed by Zhu Di.

The Jianwen Emperor’s edict ordering his death had already arrived outside his tent. Feeling the flintlock plans inside his robes, he gave a bitter smile. “I transmigrated, and got a hellish start from the get-go?”

“Universal Military Industries System activated.” A cold mechanical voice rang out. “Host detected in dire circumstances. Beginner gift: Basic gunpowder improvement technology.”

That night, he blew up Zhu Di’s granaries and used homemade grenades to drive off the pursuers.

Three months later, at the Battle of Baigou River, Zhu Di stared in bewilderment at the “Divine Machine Battalion” arrayed before him. “Why can Li Jinglong’s matchlocks fire in rapid succession?”

What came next was even worse. Through his telescope, he saw Li Jinglong smiling at the Yan army. “Prince of Yan, care to try a taste of depleted uranium armor-piercing rounds?”