The video takes us to ancient times; Li Er transforms into the Tongtian Emperor of Shu Han.

"I understand what the immortal means. I will certainly launch a swift campaign against the Northern Han and the Liao Kingdom, and recover the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun!"

After a long silence, Zhao Kuangyin spoke in a deep voice.

what?

We need a legitimate reason to fight.

Achieving unification is the greatest justification!

Recovering lost territory is the most legitimate pretext!

What's more, there's the support of immortals!

He has no reason not to do it!

"Keep it up, Zhao Heizi, we're waiting for your good news."

Old Zhu was amused.

He would be more than willing to see the Song Dynasty rise up once.

In the past, whenever he saw those shameful events in the history books, his heart would clench, and he wished he could take a knife and chop those emperors off one by one!

"Go for it, Song Zu!"

"Go for it, Emperor Taizu!"

"Go for it, Emperor Taizu of Song!"

Above the sky, the same words were all spoken in unison.

Even if it wasn't their era, even if it wasn't their dynasty, they still hoped that Zhao Kuangyin could recover the lost territories.

That was not only the lost territory of the Song Dynasty, but also the burial place of countless soldiers of their time.

The Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun were not merely a matter of recovering lost territory, but rather a reunion of the heroic souls buried in that land!

Not an inch of this land, which countless soldiers sacrificed their lives for, can be lost!

"Rest assured, gentlemen, I hereby promise that I will definitely recover the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun, and I will not return until victory is achieved!"

what?

redemption?

Screw the redemption!

With rice as such a miraculous crop, there's absolutely no need to worry about logistical pressures.

Even if a large number of troops and supplies are diverted in a short period of time, they can be replenished within a few years!

With ample supplies and troops, both the Northern Han and the Liao would have to kneel down obediently!

"This is the kind of spirit a unified emperor should have!"

"What redemption? This is our imperial land, we should just take it back. It's good enough that we didn't make them pay compensation!"

Li Er said with a smile.

At times like these, it's time for Old Zhu, who's always the one to pour cold water on things, to step in.

"Oh? Is that so? Can you really be that tough?"

"But I seem to remember that you also had some kind of Wei River Alliance, Erfeng? You probably gave away quite a few benefits back then, didn't you?"

Li Er: "..."

You're a professional troublemaker, aren't you?

Is this the time to talk about this, in this moment of passion?

You think you're so great just because you've read some history books!

He was about to retort when, just then, a master appeared.

Emperor Zhenzong of Song!

"What's wrong with the Treaty of Wei River? It secured several years of peace, a tremendous achievement, and it's quite similar to the Treaty of Chanyuan that I made!"

The Treaty of Chanyuan?

Even Lao Zhu took a long time to react when he saw the words "niche".

Li Er was intimidated by the man's confident tone.

What is the Treaty of Chanyuan?

Is this person so confident that he can really rival his Wei River Alliance?

But he never considered the Wei River Alliance to be any great achievement.

This is clearly a disgrace to him as emperor!

"I remember now, the Treaty of Chanyuan, right?"

"It is said to be the beginning of the humiliating history of the Song Dynasty. On the surface, it was to buy the Song Dynasty a considerable period of peace, but the background was that it was under the premise of a near victory in the war against the Liao Dynasty, and even the opportunity to directly attack the Liao capital."

Old Zhu sneered.

Li Er slowly typed out a question mark.

What?

I can understand these words individually, but when put together, they sound so fantastical.

The two emperors Huizong and Qinzong, who were previously listed on the list of incompetent rulers, only backed down when the enemy was at the gates and they felt extremely threatened.

But what about you?

You had the chance to strike at the heart of the enemy, and not only did you give it up, you even signed the so-called Treaty of Chanyuan!?

Li Er couldn't understand it.

How dare they shamelessly claim that the Treaty of Chanyuan and the Treaty of Wei River are similar in purpose?

If his country had been this powerful when he signed the Treaty of Wei River, he would have scattered the ashes of Khagan Jieli on the spot!

He considered the Wei River Alliance to be the greatest humiliation of his life, yet this man was not ashamed of it, but rather proud of it.

"Not only that, the Treaty of Chanyuan really opened our eyes."

“Even though we have won the war, we should still be brother countries, with each country paying an annual tribute of 100,000 taels of silver and 200,000 bolts of silk, and then we will call a truce.”

"The Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun have never been recovered."

Each word felt like a knife stabbing into Zhao Kuangyin's heart.

This is fucking ridiculous!

He was also planning to first eliminate the Northern Han, then take over the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun, and finally eliminate the Liao Kingdom!

As a result, it was completely forgotten by later generations!

The Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun were not recovered, and such a humiliating treaty was made!

What he found most unacceptable was that even though they had a chance to strike at the heart of the enemy and had won, they still had to pay reparations, euphemistically called "tribute"!

"Who is this person?"

Zhao Kuangyin gritted his teeth.

"Zhao Er's third son, Emperor Zhenzong Zhao Heng."

Old Zhu knew them all like the back of his hand.

The historian had already wisely handed him that page of the history book.

Reading history books aloud, with perfect accuracy!

"Go and find out if he's dead or not. If he's not, bring him out and let him see how I recovered the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun, crushed the Northern Han, and annihilated the Liao Kingdom!"

"Once I reclaim the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun, I will execute him to console the countless heroic souls who shed their blood on the frontier!"

Zhao Kuangyin turned around and gave the orders without expression.

Of all the immortals' assessments, it seems that their Great Song Dynasty was the most disgraceful.

Zhu Yuanzhang was a gloating person who would rub salt in people's wounds, but why did he target the Song Dynasty more often than others?

It's all because the emperors inherited from the Song Dynasty's own descendants were spineless!

An emperor who doesn't want to achieve unification, does he even have the audacity to call himself emperor?

Confined to a corner of the world, that's not being an emperor, not being the Son of Heaven; at best, that's just a warlord ruling a separatist territory!

Zhao Kuangyin fought for the world not to maintain a secluded corner, but to unify the country!

It wasn't that Zhu Yuanzhang was targeting them; it was that the Song Dynasty itself was incompetent!

"Why don't we just slaughter him as a sacrifice to the flag? Let's say it again: Our Zhu family can be mediocre, but we absolutely cannot produce such spineless cowards!"

Old Zhu smiled and instructed the officials behind him to write this into the ancestral law.

"Don't worry, Father. The emperor guards the country's gates, and the monarch dies for the state. I have already written this into the ancestral laws."

Zhu Di responded.

But after hearing him speak, Old Zhu felt something was wrong.

You? Writing down the laws of our ancestors?

Emperor Yongle, right?

"Fourth brother! You're even worthy of writing down the ancestral laws? You've really made us proud!"

"Come here, let me give you two lashes, just two!"

Old Zhu turned his head and looked at Prince Yan, Zhu Di, who was hiding in a corner, trembling and trying his best to make himself inconspicuous.

Zhu Di: “…”

Dad, why don't you just kill me already!

Every day, I don't know when I'll have to get my butt rubbed. I didn't even need to apply medicine this often when I was fighting on the battlefield!

"It should indeed be written into the ancestral laws. If you really can't win, then it's fine to act expediently. But if you can win and still act so cowardly, what is it if not weakness at your core?"

"It is better for one generation to suffer than for generations to suffer!"