The way I train troops, with coordinated formations, a staff system, and volleys of firearms, won't exist for another six hundred years. But right now, it's the late Yuan dynasty, in the twelfth year of Zhizheng.
Outside Haozhou, an eight-year-old boy wakes among a pile of corpses.
His father has just been cut down by Yuan soldiers.
His name is Mu Ying. But inside this body is a soul from six hundred years in the future.
In his previous life, he was a veteran who grew up in the countryside. He lost his mother before he was eighteen, and what he hated most was watching the people around him get bullied without being able to protect them.
And now, he's transmigrated into the chaos of the late Yuan.
Eight years old, an orphan, his father dead before his eyes.
In a world at war, a human life is worth less than a dog's.
But he knows that one man will rise from this chaos: Zhu Yuanzhang.
He will go from a beggar and monk to the emperor of the Great Ming.
And Mu Ying will be adopted by him, enfeoffed as Prince of Qianning, and sent to guard Yunnan. His descendants will inherit the post and protect the southern frontier of the Great Ming for two hundred and seventy years.
He doesn't remember every detail.
But he remembers who will win.
He remembers how to train troops and how to wage war.
Most of all, he remembers that in this life...
He will never again let anyone at his side be trampled underfoot.
A sense of immersion and delicate emotions