Chasing the Deer in the Central Plains: Dashun the World

In the eleventh year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty, Tongguan Nanyuan. Li Zicheng woke up from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with only seventeen riders and seven thin horses left around him. Hong Chengchou's 50,000 troops are encircling him, and the history books say that he will be defeated in Jiugong Mountain three years later, and his body will be missing. But he is not the historical Li Zicheng. He knew four hundred years more than anyone else. From the Eighteen Riders dormant in Shangluo Mountain, to the "equal land and tax exemption" in Henan sweeping the Central Plains; from the counter-attack of Dorgon on a stone, to the end of the Manchu Qing Dynasty under the city of Shengjing. He stepped on the ruins of the collapsed Ming Dynasty and established an unprecedented Dashun Empire. When the British fleet arrived at the mouth of the Pearl River again, what greeted them was no longer opium and artillery fire, but the muzzles of the Dashun Empire's armored fleet. This time, China is no longer the prey. This time, it is up to me to correct the backbone of history.