I traveled through time, but the location was not quite right.
Tumu Fort, the burial ground of 200,000 cannon fodder of the Ming Dynasty, and the VIP exclusive pillar of shame for Emperor Zhu Qizhen.
And I, Zhang Ye, am one of these 200,000 cannon fodder. There are only three days left before the entire army is annihilated!
"Ding! It has been detected that the host is on the verge of extinction, and the [Black Technology Violent Soldier System] has awakened!"
"Option A: Kneel down and surrender, and you will be rewarded with a life of humiliation!"
"Option B: Stand up for resistance and be rewarded with a hand-cranked generator and a blueprint for the 'Electromagnetic Rifle' as a bonus for newbies!"
Is this still a choice? I rebelled!
At the beginning, build a generator first and then rub the electromagnetic gun with your hands overnight!
When the first warrior of Wala wore three layers of heavy armor and charged into the battle with a roar, Zhang Ye silently raised the muzzle of his gun.
"Whoops——"
A flash of blue light flashed, and the man and the horse were instantly vaporized!
The whole place was dead silent!
Since then, times have changed.
Build cannons, smelt steel, and climb the technology tree!
While other ministers were still quarreling over the party, the first-generation steam tanks were slowly driving out of Zhang Ye's arsenal.
While Zhu Qizhen was still debating whether to move south, Zhang Ye's airship troops had already parachuted into the King's Court of Wala, trying to capture him alive first!
Many years later, on the top of the Forbidden City, Zhang Ye was holding a Coke in his left hand and holding the empress in his right hand, overlooking his industrial empire.
"This Ming Dynasty, no, this world, I have the final say!"
