In the fifteenth year of Hongwu's reign, I transformed into eight-year-old Zhu Xiongying. I was wondering how I would survive this August in the Hongwu Dynasty.
Until I heard my grandpa Huang yelling at the Ministry of Works: The barrel pressure of this artillery is wrong! Get composite armor!
I:? ? ? I decided to take a gamble and drew a regular fifty-seven-gonal drawing with charcoal and sent it to Wuying Hall.
That night, Zhu Yuanzhang kicked open my palace door, his eyes like daggers: Comrade, are you still the same? Me: Look at the quadrants for symbols!
Lao Zhu was silent, and so was I. The next moment, ding! The panel with the successful binding of the Ming Dynasty National Games System appears on the
In front of the two of them, Lao Zhu and Zhu Xiongying were shocked. At the same time, they vowed that their grandfather and grandson would work together to change the world and make future generations happy.
Our children and grandchildren no longer have to suffer from war!
