A soul from six hundred years later fell into the darkest whirlpool of power in the Ming Dynasty.
My name is Lu Han. I am a modern special forces soldier. I have experienced a modern regime change. I encountered an accident during a secret mission. When I woke up, I found that I had traveled to the Ming Dynasty - my identity was Jinyiwei Baihu, an inconspicuous little person. This little man once again stepped into the late-night mutiny of the Ming Dynasty. Three thousand elite soldiers from the capital camp surrounded the East Factory. Archers and crossbowmen faced each other at the top of the wall. The air was so solid that water could be squeezed out. For example, in the underground secret passage from which Fang Boling and Tong Dezhang escaped, there is a handwriting written by Grand Master Ling Hongzhi on the wall of the secret room: "Wei Yong, this is the end." For example, in that court meeting, the three fatal questions raised by Wei Bojun left everyone speechless.
These things will not be written in history books. But I was there. I used the analytical skills I learned from the regime change that I experienced six hundred years later to record what a time traveler saw and thought.
--This is not history, this is a story. --
