[Age of exploration + industrial might + reverse colonization + ruthless and decisive]
In the first year of the Chongzhen reign, the realm was in chaos.
Bandits swept across the Central Plains from the north, the Jianzhou Jurchens sharpened their blades beyond the passes, and the gentry of Jiangnan bled the people dry. The Ming Dynasty had rotted to its core.
Transmigrated into the body of a destitute thousand-household commander on the southeastern coast, Lin Yue gave a cold laugh:
If the land is a dead end, then I'll take to the sea and turn the whole table over!
Short on food? Divert water from the Jiulong River to reclaim farmland, and seize the granaries of Nanyang!
Short on iron? Start with water-powered machine tools, then let long-barreled heavy cannons thunder day and night!
Zheng Zhilong wants a maritime monopoly? I'll blast his colorful dragon flag to pieces!
The red-haired Westerners want to force their way through the passes? I'll smash them and their ships to feed the fish!
From a desolate coastal fortress to an iron flood of warships sailing forth in unison;
When Li Zicheng took Beijing and the Eight Banners' cavalry watered their horses in the Yangtze, they discovered in despair:
The entire southeastern coast, Taiwan, Nanyang, and even the vast oceans stretching ten thousand miles...
were filled with Lin Yue's ironclad warships and colonial cannons!
The Spanish Armada? The British East India Company? Pay the toll, every last one of you!
Chongzhen: "Minister Lin, hurry and bring your heavy cannons to the capital to save the throne!"
Dorgon: "Impossible! Didn't the Ming Dynasty fall? Whose are those tens of thousands of massive cannons on the shore?!"
Lin Yue stood with one hand on his saber at the bow of a third-rate battleship and smiled calmly:
"It doesn't matter if the Central Plains are in ruins. The Ming Dynasty rules the seven seas of the world!"
