After traveling through Chongzhen for ten years, he became a down-and-out scholar who died of hunger as soon as he landed.
While others were robbing food and becoming bandits, I was teaching classes in the refugee dens. What I was teaching was not the Four Books and Five Classics, but the dragon-slaying technique that could kill a dragon and skin it!
Reclamating wasteland to store grain, practicing formations to kill enemies, and farming and fighting all in one. The refugees who follow me will have food to eat and fields to cultivate, and dare to let the sun and moon change the sky!
