From the Start, I Possess a Soul in Game of Thrones and Summon China's Ancient Sages

Good news: I transmigrated and became a nobleman with a territory.

Bad news: I’m a good-for-nothing about to be fed to thirty thousand magical beasts, with only three hundred old and infirm followers.

Good news: My [Hall of Chinese Heroes] System has activated!

Bad news: Summoning the ancestors costs a fortune!

[Scene One: The city is surrounded by magical beasts]

Me: “System, save me!” [Ding! Consult the God of War Han Xin. Initial cost: 1,000 Prestige Points.]

Result: A desperate last stand ends in a miraculous victory, and my prestige soars by a hundred thousand!

Everyone: “My lord is the God of War!”

[Scene Two: The infirmary is packed with wounded soldiers]

Me: “System, save me again!” [Ding! Consult the Divine Physician Hua Tuo. Cost: 1,500 Prestige Points.]

Result: Surgical sutures amaze another world, and the wounded’s survival rate skyrockets!

Everyone: “My lord is also a living divine physician!”

[Scene Three: Developing the territory]

Me: “System, get the infrastructure going!” [Ding! Exchange for a curved-plow design, blast-furnace ironmaking, cement... Total cost: 98,500 Prestige Points.]

Result: The territory prospers, the army grows strong, and the locals are left dumbfounded!

Me, looking at the few Prestige Points I have left: “Wait, why are the ancestors even worse spendthrifts than me?! I’m broke!”

Just then, a scout reports: “My lord! The king has gathered an army of a hundred thousand and is marching on us!”

Me: “...”