In the twelfth year of the Yongli reign, Ming forces were routed on multiple fronts.
Thousands of miles of territory were lost, and heroes across the land perished.
The land was shattered, like willow catkins blown by the wind; the survivors wept until no tears remained amid the dust of the northern invaders...
At this critical moment, with the fate of the Han people's realm hanging in the balance, the curator of a private museum transmigrated into Zhu Youlang, the last emperor of the Ming dynasty.
Faced with what was almost certain death, should he flee for his life and cling to a miserable existence, or wield the Son of Heaven's sword and make one last stand?
Zhu Youlang gave his answer:
Wherever the sun and moon shine is Ming land. Even if the whole world surrenders, I will not!
Resist the Qing! I will resist the Qing!
