Transmigrated as Emperor Qinzong of Song, I'll Make the Song Dynasty Great Again

The shame of Jingkang remains unavenged; when will the ministers' hatred be extinguished? When Zhao Huan awoke, he had become the doomed emperor who was about to be carried off to the northern lands. Faced with spineless ministers filling his court and Jurchen cavalry eyeing his kingdom hungrily, he drew his sword and rose to his feet: “My Great Song will have no emperor who cedes its lands, and no sovereign who begs for peace!” Thunderclap bombs shattered the nomads' myth of invincibility, and armored infantry trampled every defiant territory beneath their feet. From defending Tokyo to sweeping across the northern deserts, from pacifying the southwest to expanding into the Western Regions, he single-handedly ended three centuries of weakness under the two Song dynasties. When the realm was united and foreign nations came to pay tribute, everyone thought he would found an empire to last ten thousand generations. Instead, Zhao Huan took off his imperial robes and handed the realm to the crown prince. From then on, Song Qinzong was no more. Only a carefree wanderer who roamed the land remained.