Li Ke, a doctor of sociology, opened his eyes and became the little prince in the bitter cold north in troubled times. There are no golden fingers here, only 3,000 remnant soldiers and refugees waiting for food. When the nations were fighting for the throne, he was leading his people to use his urban planning knowledge to dig underground tunnels to keep out the cold; when the powerful were obsessed with power struggles, he refined the first furnace of fine iron and built the Modao Cavalry that swept across the north. The Central Plains regarded him as a barbarian, but he used coal and iron to dump the enemy's economy and used newspapers to undermine the morale of the enemy's army. When millions of cavalry march south, the world will know that the true royal flag is never hung in temples, but stands in the hearts of every citizen who can eat well and stand straight.
