A Peach Blossom Haven in Troubled Times: Founding the Kingdom of Nanzhao

A peerless war god farms at the edge of a battlefield, wanting nothing more than to quietly harvest his cabbages. The day unruly soldiers trampled his vegetable patch, I crushed the enemy cavalry's command tally. When refugees poured into my Peach Blossom utopia, I raised a hand and laid down a grand formation as pursuers closed in. A transmigrator who just wants to lie flat? Now burdened with the vital task of building a peaceful haven in a world torn by chaos. “This place is called Nanzhao. Trespassers will die.”