In the sixth year of the Chongzhen reign, a severe drought grips Shaanxi. The land is filled with wailing, and the people are driven to desperate straits.
Within the passes, the Zhu Ming dynasty's taxes are as cruel as a tiger's. Soldiers kill innocent people to claim military credit, gentry hoard grain and bleed the people dry, and families trade children to eat.
Beyond the passes, the Eight Banners' iron hooves loom menacingly. They have breached the border and slaughtered their way through again and again. The land of China stands on the brink of ruin.
Liu Zhao wakes amid a pile of corpses, reborn as an ordinary refugee in the chaos of the late Ming.
He will not prop up the crumbling Ming, become a warlord fighting for the realm, or follow the same cannibalistic path as the dynasties before it.
He only wants to lead the people, distribute land, share wealth more equally, kill traitors, drive out the invaders, and restore China.
A land awash in grief, a city drenched in blood: all it takes to save the people is a single resolve.
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It's very interesting. The lack of ratings is probably because you have belittled Emperor Chongzhen too seriously. In fact, Chongzhen in history was really like this. He was headstrong, eager for quick success and instant benefit, and he always thought of something!