Dressed as an exiled deposed prince, only the old, weak, sick and disabled are left in the village at the beginning. Binding the national luck system, I opened up wasteland and planted three thousand kilograms of sweet potatoes per acre, but the bandits came? Dig a hole and bury it! The county guard is making things difficult? Gunpowder blast! Snare killer? We just need a janitor. When Zhao Gao sent 100,000 troops to the city, 3,000 peasant troops behind me had already formed a formation. In this world, it's time for someone with a different surname to win.
