(No System + Light Science Fiction)
I, Li Shimin, ascended the throne after wading through blood at the Xuanwu Gate, ushering in the glorious reign of Zhenguan.
When I opened my eyes again, I had become Liu Shan, the last emperor of Shu Han, that hopeless Adou who could never be set on the right path!
Deng Ai's forces are at the gates, and Shu Han is on the brink of ruin.
Gazing at my bloated reflection in the mirror, I smash the bronze mirror in fury. “How am I supposed to wield a blade in this body?”
The treacherous eunuch Huang Hao approaches with a fawning report. “Your Majesty, Deng Ai has ventured deep into our territory with a lone army. He is sure to be defeated!”
I sneer and draw my sword. A flash of cold light passes. “For deceiving the ruler and bringing ruin upon the state, you must die!”
At court, Jiang Wei watches in shock as blood splatters across the imperial throne.
I point to Jiange on the map. “Minister Jiang, mobilize the troops at once, ”
“I shall lead the campaign myself and show Deng Ai what it means to be the Supreme General of Heavenly Strategy!”
Ho, ho, ho ho ho