When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in the snow, with a burning pain in my neck.
Zhu Youjian was confused - wasn't it already...
Wait, where is this?
Before he could figure it out, he was carried back to the palace by a group of people crying and shouting.
In the court, the ministers were quarreling. Some said they had no money, others said they couldn't fight, and some said they should simply surrender.
After Zhu Youjian listened, he smiled.
No money? Then go check the accounts.
Can't beat it? Then let someone else fight.
Surrender? These two words are not in his dictionary.
Everyone said that the Ming Dynasty was over.
But Zhu Youjian didn't believe this evil.
The cavalry outside the pass are pressing down on the territory, and the court is surrounded by wolves.
Let's see who can have the last laugh.
[This is not the Zhu Youjian you think]
[This is the one crawling back from the snow]
