In the Samsara Hall, all the emperors of the Ming Dynasty gathered together.
Above the sky, the rise and fall of the country's fortunes in the past two hundred and seventy-six years is slowly being played.
There is only one rule: Emperor Taizu and Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang will appoint soldiers and generals among the descendants of later generations to reorganize a salvation team, come to the end of the Ming Dynasty, and reshape the Ming Dynasty!
When I saw the crooked-necked tree on Coal Mountain...
"As soon as I laid down in the coffin, you killed Ming Dynasty?"
In the Reincarnation Hall, Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang kicked over the dragon chair and pointed at Chongzhen on the sky screen, trembling with anger.
"Yunwen, you nerd, you forced your uncle to death, you are stupid! You should be beaten!"
"Fourth brother, you are a traitor. You are trying to steal your nephew's kingdom. If you rebel, you will be beaten!"
"And you bunch of unworthy descendants, each one more worthless than the last!"
Looking at these children and grandchildren who had ruined the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the jade belt around his waist.
Subjugation of the country? We don't agree!
Chongzhen, come down here! Let's personally pick one who can fight and reopen our Ming Dynasty for three hundred years!
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