Late Ming: Everyone in the Nation Gives Me One Coin a Day

The good news: the System awakened, handing him 150 million in cash and eight hundred elite soldiers from the start. The bad news: there were a hundred thousand rebel bandits outside, and the System had given him only eight hundred men. “So what if we only have eight hundred? Eight hundred men have their own way of fighting!” Zhu Youjian had only planned to retake the Forbidden City first and figure out the rest later. But when he stood at the foot of Coal Hill and looked at the armored cars, infantry fighting vehicles, and transport trucks before him, lined up like a steel torrent, he smiled. These weren’t eight hundred ordinary soldiers. They were eight hundred mobile fortresses capable of sweeping across the seventeenth century! With this army, his ambitions would reach far beyond the little Forbidden City. Taking Beijing and capturing Li Zicheng alive were merely the tutorial. As the System’s territory expanded, the Ming population surged, and the System’s reward pool grew more and more outrageous. Ten billion unlocks a heavy combined-arms brigade, letting the Jianzhou Jurchens experience what it means to be crushed by an overwhelming technological advantage. One hundred billion unlocks a complete set of industrial blueprints for the Steam Age, making the Ming’s production roar to life two hundred years ahead of schedule. Five hundred billion unlocks a combined aviation brigade. From then on, the skies belong not to birds but to the Ming’s eagles. One trillion unlocks a carrier battle group. After that, the Jianzhou Jurchens ceased to exist, and the men of the grasslands became skilled singers and dancers. The Japanese islands became the Ming’s largest precious-metal mines, while generations of Japanese pirates were enslaved, repaying a century of blood debt through the most primitive labor. When the Ming dragon flag flew wherever the sun rose and set, the age of all nations paying tribute had only just begun.