A dream awakened the feudal emperor Yongzheng in the Republic of China. He looked at the overthrow of the Qing Dynasty and felt sad in his heart.
Seeing the Kuomintang, the party that overthrew him, I couldn't help but groan in my heart, but now he is a student of the Huangpu Military Academy of the Kuomintang. It's really pitiful.
He didn't want to worry about the prosperity of the Kuomintang. He just wanted to manage his own life. A battle of wits and courage with the principal became his favorite thing. But one day, when mutual speculation turned into mutual appreciation, he accepted this political party that he was not satisfied with at all.
When the Japanese invaders invaded his home, he could not let go of the world he had given his life to.
There were only three words on his mind: fight to the death.