I Transmigrated and Now I Want to Be Emperor

The wind rises, the clouds gather, and war beacons flare. Thousands upon thousands of cavalry trample Ningxi.

Grieve and sigh as the people point accusing fingers. One day, I will claim the throne and cross the mountains.

A hero cuts his wrist, his will as unyielding as steel. Thunder rolls through one land, and the eight directions tremble.

Beneath Yellow Springs Mountain, heroes lie buried. Their souls return to the war drums, their glory echoing through the ages.

A sinister eunuch, an evil princess consort, a crafty prince, a ruthless imperial son: offend me, and I'll take every one of you down!

A proud princess, a mischievous little girl, a beautiful assassin, a seductive courtesan: cross my path, and I'll claim every one of you!

Heroes emerge in troubled times, and the victor becomes king! With countless troops at my command, I will turn the world upside down...