Hammer Ming

In the twentieth year of Wanli, winter is approaching. This year, Li Rusong is about to march eastward. On the eve of this magnificent era, a variable appears that should not exist. He Ying, a man with no past, broke into the meat grinder of Liaodong. He started out in rags, and in order to have enough to eat, he sold himself into the death barracks. But he is not willing to be a consumable for the powerful. Since this world is rotten to the core, it's up to me to re-write the rules. A hard fist is the truth. The sharpness of the knife is the law. Starting from snatching a set of servants' armor, he walked step by step through mountains of corpses and seas of blood to reach the pinnacle of power. This time, there is no regret, no humiliation. Wherever the sun and moon shine, wherever rivers reach, they all need to tremble under my iron hoof! I am He Ying, I am the backbone of Ming Dynasty!