During the Ming Dynasty, Li Shi, the Son of Li Dingguo, Counterattacked and Destroyed the Qing Dynasty.

I, the fencing champion, was so angry that I vomited blood and died while reading the history of the Southern Ming Dynasty. When I woke up, I was Li Shi, the third son of Li Dingguo. At this moment, the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty had been captured alive by Wu Sangui and imprisoned in Kunming; My father Li Dingguo vomited blood and was lying on the bed dying; Three hundred thousand soldiers and civilians of the Ming Dynasty, leaderless, are being chased by the Qing army on the border of Yunnan and Myanmar. In one month, Emperor Yongli will be hanged by Wu Sangui; his father Li Dingguo dies of illness and his brother surrenders to the Qing Dynasty. Three months later, Zheng Chenggong died of illness, and Nanming was almost exhausted. Everyone is waiting to die. But I don't. I formed a sixteen-member death squad in the army called Warrior Wolf. A group of sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys, licking blood from their swords, only recognized their strength and not the princes. I told them something: "I'm going to Kunming to fish out the emperor and let China continue its glory." Everyone in the army said I was crazy. My father, Li Dingguo, was lying on the hospital bed. He looked at me for a long time and only said one word—— "Go." I issued a military order: If the emperor cannot be saved, I will raise my head to see him. I am Li Shi. This time, I will not read history books. I rewrote it.