Lin Feng, a national defense student, transmigrates to the late Ming dynasty and finds himself a corpse amid the Dengzhou mutiny.
Outside, the Manchu Eight Banners’ iron cavalry is battering at the passes. Inside, rebel forces are ravaging the Central Plains, while the great ministers at court are still locked in factional strife.
This empire is rotten to the core.
But Lin Feng only smiles. “You fight with cold weapons; I use flintlocks and line infantry tactics. You ride horses and shoot arrows; my ironclads are already in the water. You’re still fighting among yourselves; my railway has already reached Shanhaiguan.”
When Huang Taiji sees bayonets glinting across the land, when Li Zicheng faces the roar of field artillery, when Zheng Zhilong’s ships are smashed apart by steam-powered ironclads...
At last, they understand:
The times have truly changed.
It poisoned me, really!
What's most commendable is that it's written by a real person; anything that can't be read as AI-generated fluff is just filler. Keep it up!