Ranking the Founding of the Nation: That Crimson Hue Shocks All Dynasties

The Great Dao's sky screen descended upon the dynasties, and from the start it ranked the "Most Hellishly Difficult Founding of a Dynasty in History"!

The emperors of every era were confident and refused to yield to one another.

Li Shimin sneered. "I conquered the realm with spear and horse. I should be unmatched throughout history!"

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed. "I started with nothing but a broken bowl and drove out the barbarians. Who dares challenge me for first place on this hellish difficulty ranking?"

But as the Han, Tang, and Ming dynasties made the list one after another without taking first place, all the dynasties grew anxious.

When the top spot was finally revealed, every emperor through history fell silent!

On screen, there was no emperor favored by Heaven, no divine general watching over them. There was only a group of ordinary people in tattered clothes, trapped in the abyss of warlord strife and encirclement by foreign powers. Under endless bombardment and the guns of warships, they forged a way out with their own flesh and blood!

The epic 25,000-mile march, the unyielding spirit of the ice-carved company, the crimson flag raised above the city gate...

The people of every dynasty wept!

Ying Zheng raised his cup and sighed. "This is a true miracle. I cannot compare!"

Zhu Yuanzhang wept uncontrollably. "Compared with them, what the hell is my broken bowl?"

The emperors throughout history finally understood what it meant to say, "Long live the people!" China in later generations stands head and shoulders above all others!