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Da Chen, a short-lived dynasty famous throughout history.
By an incredible stroke of luck, Jiang Ti wakes up as an emperor whose reign will be even shorter than the dynasty itself: the last emperor of a fallen kingdom.
At court, a weak emperor is surrounded by endless factional strife. Beyond the borders, war rages on all sides, and the people are suffering.
A passionate history and military studies enthusiast with a serious case of chuunibyou, Jiang Ti unsurprisingly...
gets carried away.
To hold the world in your palm, all you need is an army and money.
But as the last emperor, Jiang Ti has neither.
No matter. She'll take the throne and work her way up, one step at a time.
"Your Majesty, the Rong cavalry drinks from the river, and beacon fires darken the sky. If we cede the three commanderies north of the Yellow River and pay thirty thousand bolts of silk each year, the steppe horsemen may temporarily retreat from the northern frontier..."
"Cede land and pay them off?" Jiang Ti draws her sword in court and cries, "I am the Son of Heaven! How can I live on scraps at the mercy of rebels?"
Negotiate peace?
Never. She'll lead the army herself.
But as Jiang Ti flips through the memorials, she suddenly realizes that this moment isn't merely the second year of Da Chen.
It's also the first year of the new dynasty founded by the future "rebel," Emperor Xuanzong, who will unite the north and south!
Da Chen is on the brink of collapse, and its military supplies and treasury are emptier than a latrine...
Under the crushing pressure, Jiang Ti doesn't get angry. She laughs, a thrill rising in her heart.
"If there's really someone in this world who can withstand the steppe's ravenous invasion, even replace Emperor Xuanzong and unite the realm, completing this world that's missing a corner..."
Her eyes shine.
"Then that someone is obviously me!!!"
Theme: I shall scale the heights of heaven and earth.
