I Transmigrated to the Southern Ming, and I Won’t Watch You Meet Your Certain Doom

Li Runxing, son of Li Dingguo, the Southern Ming’s God of War, suddenly gains the memories of his future-life self, a special forces soldier named Li Runxing. His father is fighting a desperate battle with an isolated army, while the Han realm teeters on the brink of collapse!

He melds modern tactics and firearms knowledge into the sharpest blade of the age. He rescues his father from certain doom, rallies the scattered troops into an iron army, and forges new firearms to shatter heavy armor.

Every step he takes turns the tide of an otherwise doomed fate. The Eight Banners’ iron cavalry? The scourge of the rebel bands? They will all be crushed beneath the iron-blooded tide he unleashes.

This is the darkest of ages, and the age in which he rekindles the flame of civilization. He swears to forge the Nine Tripod Cauldrons of Huaxia anew with steel and fire, and never let civilization’s flame go out before the long night ends.