Daming: I, Li Shimin, Refuse to Hang My Neck Crookedly

In the seventeenth year of Chongzhen's reign, the crooked-neck tree in Meishan was right in front of us. Zhu Youjian closed his eyes in despair. When he opened his eyes again, his soul was that of the emperor who created the prosperous Tang Dynasty - Li Shimin! Looking at the civil servants in the dynasty who only talked and harmed the country, Li Shimin sneered: "I can kill the Xuanwu Clan, and I can kill the Qianqing Clan." Looking at the arrogant millions of invading troops outside the city, Li Shimin drew his bow and said: "I can overturn the Weishui Alliance, and under the city of Beijing, I will teach you what a great general is!" Lack of pay? I ransacked the Donglin Party's house! Short of troops? I melted the gold from my internal funds to rebuild the Xuanjia Army! Short of a general? I, together with my horse, will decapitate the traitor with my own hands! "Zhu Youjian, your country is in shambles. I will fight you again. From now on, there will no longer be a Chongzhen in this world, only the Great Ming Dynasty - Tian Khan!"