Zhu Qizhen's Counterattack in the Ming Dynasty

"Your Majesty, Tumu Fort has been defeated, and the 300,000-strong army... Is gone." There is blood in the wind, and corpses litter the fields. Zhu Qizhen slowly opened his eyes. He knows better than anyone - According to history, he should be captured, deposed, and imprisoned next. Become a shameful footnote written in the history books. But he lowered his head, looked at his blood-stained dragon robe, and only asked one sentence: "Then now, am I still alive?" ——As long as you are alive, you can still change your life. Grand Master Wala sneered: "The Emperor of Heaven is no more than a prisoner in my tent now." Zhu Qizhen raised his head and said in reply: "If the imprisoned dragon ignites fire, the grassland will burn to the sky." That night, flames shot into the sky. For the first time, Wala Camp fell into hell after victory. ——This is not a miracle, it is the ending he saw six hundred years in advance. On the way back to Beijing, someone whispered: "Your Majesty, the traitor is dead, why bother pursuing him anymore?" Zhu Qizhen drew his sword and his voice was as cold as iron: "What I want is not to stop the bleeding, but to replace the bones." Above the court, the account books were unfolded, and all the officials were pale. Some people cry out for loyalty, while others bite their colleagues. He only said one sentence: "If there is no blood today, the country will be destroyed tomorrow." The sword fell, and the national thieves fell and killed him. At this moment, Daming realized for the first time—— Zhu Qizhen, who was written down as a coward by history, Already died in Tumubao. Now standing on the dragon throne, He is a person who understands history, understands power, An emperor who knows how to use a sword to change his destiny. "I'm not here to ask for forgiveness." "I am here to rewrite the world in these six hundred years."