Traveling Across the Country, You Want Me to Fight the Tatars?

Zheng Sen traveled through time. The good news is that his family has a lot of money and is as rich as the country. The bad news is that in more than ten years, he will go to fight the Tatars. Looking at his small arms and legs, as well as the five-mile-long stone bridge in front of his house, Zheng Sen fell into deep confusion and melancholy. No! You want me to fight the Tartars? How can we fight the Tatars when all of them wear mechas? But when he thought of the slaves around him, as well as his mother and father, Zheng Sen decided again! Um! Mainly the first two play a huge role. Oh shit! Just fight! How can a man live in the world between heaven and earth and live in depression for a long time? What's more, he's a foreigner! I, the son of the Han family, will never shave my head!