Military industry expert Chu Tianlong transmigrates into the Great Tang, opening his eyes to see Princess Changle’s wedding procession on its way to marry her off to Tibet.
“I’m rejecting this marriage on your behalf.”
Hand grenades blast apart ten miles of wedding finery, and a pistol points straight at the authority of the throne. He snatches Li Shimin’s most beloved legitimate eldest daughter in front of everyone, earning himself an order for a relentless manhunt: a reward of ten thousand gold, a marquisate, and the extermination of his entire clan!
On the run in the Qinling Mountains, his System awakens. From flintlock muskets to field artillery, from nitrate fields to steel mills, he builds a military-industrial fortress in the shadows of the Great Tang, one that surpasses its age.
Li Shimin: “If this boy isn’t eliminated, the state will cease to be a state!”
Chu Tianlong: “Your Majesty, you’ve hunted me for ten years. Do you know where my gun is pointed... at the Tibetan king’s tent?”
As the old blood at Xuanwu Gate has yet to dry, the Five Surnames and Seven Great Clans plot anew, and the cavalry of the Western Regions comes knocking at the gates...
He takes Changle’s hand, with a steel torrent behind them.
“Li Er, your Great Tang has to follow the rules.”
“And I am the rules.”
