Traveling through the late Southern Song Dynasty, the mountains and rivers were swaying and Xiangyang was about to be destroyed.
I, Shen Ge, a general of a defeated army, am reborn on the eve of being slaughtered.
Hidden in his arms are the designs of future artillery pieces, and in his chest there is only the blood that is unwilling to die.
History is established, the Mongolian cavalry is unstoppable?
The court is in decay, is the only destiny to kneel down and seek peace?
I don't believe it.
Starting from gathering the remaining troops and gathering the defeated troops in Xiangyang, I built the first blast furnace in the village.
While the world is still using flesh and blood to fight against iron hooves, the landmines I have laid have already made Yuan soldiers fall on their backs;
While the monarchs and ministers of Lin'an were still arguing over the peace talks, the red cannon in my hand had blasted away the barriers of the old era.
The success made him famous in Xiangyang.
But an imperial edict forced me into the eye of the storm in Lin'an.
Here, Jia Sidao has all the power and sees me as a thorn in his side;
The officials on the dragon throne are timid and cower, and they only know how to kneel down and worship;
The nobles of the dynasty are living in drunken dreams and pawning every inch of their country.
Someone asked me why I had to go against nature.
I looked at the medical girl Su Wanqing beside me, who had followed me all the way from the mountain of corpses to the sea of blood.
Looking at the map again, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are being swallowed up by blood.
Then, I slowly unfolded the shocking secret volume on firearms from the future.
"Your Majesty, stop kneeling."
"If the sky of the last days does not collapse, I will use artillery fire to create a new dawn for it."
