Late Song Dynasty: I Have an Arsenal on Jingkang Road

After dressing up as a dog emperor, I took out my M4 carbine My starting point is a dog leash. Song Qinzong, who was the shame of Jingkang, the Jin people led me northward like an animal. Just as I was preparing to repeat the historical humiliation—— Ding! The arsenal system awakens. "Tonight, I will kill eight golden dogs to sacrifice to heaven." When the M4 carbine spurted out tongues of fire, the Jurchen cavalry tasted the blow of dimension reduction for the first time. Wanyan Zonghan shouted in horror: "Run! That Song Emperor took out a fire-breathing iron rod!" I sneered: For the first time in a thousand years of Taoism, modern weapons exploded in northern Liaoning. Soul torture: The soul of a special soldier is trapped in the body of the most useless emperor - should he live with eternal infamy, or should he rewrite history with bullets? Rescue the team, blast the Golden Army, recruit powerful generals, return the old capital, and build a base. Others travel through time and play tricks, but I directly cover them with firepower. When everyone thought I was going to restore the Southern Song Dynasty, I showed my last trump card—— "Who said I wanted to flee south? Return to the old capital, with my sword pointed at Huanglong Mansion!" In the Snowy Five Kingdoms City, the moment the dragon flag was raised, hundreds of rocket launchers were aimed at the depths of the grassland. He stood at the top of the city, with the fury of industrial civilization behind him and the despair of cold weapons in front of him. When a modern arsenal is in the hands of the most humiliating king of subjugation - how much power will he need to explode a new Song Dynasty? ———— Jin Bing: "The Emperor of the Song Dynasty was tied up and walked, hahaha!" Zhao Huan raised his hand and put the muzzle of his gun against the opponent's forehead. "What now?" "... Your Majesty, please."