Chongzhen hanged himself on Meishan Mountain, and a thunder struck him alive. Dressed as the king of a subjugated country, he will neither run away nor die. A hundred thousand troops under the city? Fire. No one in the court? I'll go up myself. Training the new army, forging artillery, copying corrupt officials, and fighting all the way from the capital to Hetao, and from Hetao to Liaodong. But the Jiannu were not soft persimmons. They had foreign cannons, Japanese pirate ships, and Mongolian swords. Attacked from three directions and besieged on all sides. But I have the Zhu Jiajun, the death squads, and the brains of a time traveler. In this life, I will not retreat. Is the Age of Discovery coming? I will explore the way for you first.
