I woke up to find myself reborn as Li Yu, the ruler of a doomed kingdom.
The day Bianliang falls will be the day I die.
The ministers of the court see me as a hopeless fool, while Zhao Kuangyin in the north laughs that all I can do is write poetry and sing of the moon.
They don't know that my "incompetence" is an act.
Ten years in hiding, all for this day!
So with one hand, I use "Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon" to lull our powerful neighbors, while with the other, I secretly lay a web of traps.
Economically, the Tangsheng Trading Company grows richer than any kingdom, quietly hollowing out our enemy's foundations.
Militarily, the divine-arm crossbows and thunderous bombs come out of the Imperial Workshops, while the Martial Academy trains countless military prodigies from humble backgrounds for me.
In the shadow war, the Imperial City Bureau has eyes everywhere, and the secrets of enemy nations are all in my hands!
As the wheels of history roll onward, news arrives of the Candle Shadows and Axe Sounds...
I'm done pretending!
To the north!
A lightning strike on Shouzhou, a bloody battle at the Huai River, our fleet sealing off the river: we sweep through everything in our path!
When Zhao Guangyi sees me in full armor on the imperial throne, he is terrified. "Y-You're not supposed to know anything but poetry!"
I swing my long sword. "Here's my 'Song of the Battle Formation' to send you on your way!"
Slaying my enemies and unifying the Central Plains is only the beginning.
The Khitan cavalry is pounding at the northern passes, and the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun are weeping.
I want more than the misty rain of the southern lands. I want this vast realm, every mile of it, returned to Han rule!
Your Majesty, it is time to march north. This time, our destination is the stars and the sea!
