Late Ming: A Commoner of Liaodong Rebuilds the Realm

[A serious struggle-for-hegemony novel with no System] After transmigrating to the end of the Ming dynasty, he lost most of his memories. He only vaguely remembered the history he had heard through hearsay in his previous life: the Great Ming was beaten into extinction by the rising Jurchen tribes, and it was utterly beyond saving. As for the government of the late Ming, it was even more terminally ill. With foreign enemies at the gates, factional infighting continued without end, and the slightest misstep could cost a man his head. In such an age, since he was not born into a family of princes or ministers, merely surviving by lying low was already a blessing. Why demand that he change the world? Yet he grew up in Liaodong, on the front line against the Jin. The Battle of Ningyuan, the Battle of Ningjin, the Jisi Incident... He grew up amid one calamity after another, becoming accustomed to death, parting, and betrayal. But he also came to understand that, whether you liked it or not, the Ming dynasty was part of the civilization of Huaxia. There were corrupt officials and traitorous generals. But there were also people who worked tirelessly with their heads down, people who fought with all their might, people who pleaded for the common people, and people who sacrificed themselves in pursuit of justice. As long as these people had not surrendered, you could never say that this Han realm, like the Ming dynasty, was beyond saving. “If it benefits the nation, I shall lay down my life; how could I avoid action because of fortune or misfortune?” With his original retainers at his side, the young man embarked on a path he had never imagined.