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Name：Rise of the Wasteland Author：Gluttonous Taoist
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The Ming Dynasty is about to end, and the Qing Dynasty is about to rise ... Δ 『Read ΔBook』 Δ Ge

The emperor in the deep palace was either lazy and playful or anxious. The decree cannot get out of the Forbidden City, Enwei can't fall into the people's body, and this country has long been out of their control.

The ministers on the court have eaten their corpses, and are fighting for power for their own benefit. The land of the Central Plains is about to turn into a **** sea of ​​corpses, but they are ignorant, and only when their opponent is a small disease of moss, how can they hang out?

The Shihlin gentry hid in the courtyard of his deep house, and the courtesan sang softly, holding the cup in his hand. They don't care about the sound of gunfire outside the city, and they don't care about the loneliness of the refugees everywhere.

The barbarians of the Northeast are ambitious, and the raging iron hoofs are blasting drums of war on the frosty ground. They were arrogant, they were outrageous, and while shouting to God Yousuke, they held up a **** butcher knife.

In the more distant place of Taixi, the great era of great sailing has arrived. The fearless captain and sailor are sailing with their golden dreams. They greedily grabbed the land and wealth, they launched the beginning of modern civilization with strong ships and cannons, and they blew the initial horn of the industrial revolution.

Standing at the crossroads of this history, whether to follow the current or go against the current, whether to bow to slavery or fight **** in the end, whether to follow the old or change the sky, ....

It's time to make a choice.

I choose to turn over all the above enemies!

The Ming Dynasty is about to end, and the Qing Dynasty is about to rise ...

The emperor in the deep palace was either lazy and playful or anxious. The decree cannot get out of the Forbidden City, Enwei can't fall into the people's body, and this country has long been out of their control.

The ministers on the court have eaten their corpses, and are fighting for power for their own benefit. The land of the Central Plains is about to turn into a **** sea of ​​corpses, but they are ignorant, and only when their opponent is a small disease of moss, how can they hang on their teeth?

The Shihlin gentry hid in the courtyard of his deep house, and the courtesan sang softly, holding the cup in his hand. They don't care about the sound of gunfire outside the city, and they don't care about the loneliness of the refugees everywhere.

The barbarians of the Northeast are ambitious, and the raging iron hoofs are blasting drums of war on the frosty ground. They were arrogant, they were outrageous, and while shouting to God Yousuke, they held up a **** butcher knife.

In the more distant place of Taixi, the great era of great sailing has arrived. The fearless captain and sailor are sailing with their golden dreams. They greedily grabbed the land and wealth, they launched the beginning of modern civilization with strong ships and cannons, and they blew the initial horn of the industrial revolution.

Standing at the crossroads of this history, whether to follow the current or go against the current, whether to bow to slavery or fight **** in the end, whether to follow the old or change the sky, ....

It's time to make a choice.

I choose to turn over all the above enemies!

The Ming Dynasty is about to end, and the Qing Dynasty is about to rise ...

The emperor in the deep palace was either lazy and playful or anxious. The decree cannot get out of the Forbidden City, Enwei can't fall into the people's body, and this country has long been out of their control.

The ministers on the court have eaten their corpses, and are fighting for power for their own benefit. The land of the Central Plains is about to turn into a **** sea of ​​corpses, but they are ignorant, and only when their opponent is a small disease of moss, how can they hang on their teeth?

The Shihlin gentry hid in the courtyard of his deep house, and the courtesan sang softly, holding the cup in his hand. They don't care about the sound of gunfire outside the city, and they don't care about the loneliness of the refugees everywhere.

The barbarians of the Northeast are ambitious, and the raging iron hoofs are blasting drums of war on the frosty ground. They were arrogant, they were outrageous, and while shouting to God Yousuke, they held up a **** butcher knife.

In the more distant place of Taixi, the great era of great sailing has arrived. The fearless captain and sailor are sailing with their golden dreams. They greedily grabbed the land and wealth, they launched the beginning of modern civilization with strong ships and cannons, and they blew the initial horn of the industrial revolution.

Standing at the crossroads of this history, whether to follow the current or go against the current, whether to bow to slavery or fight **** in the end, whether to follow the old or change the sky, ....

It's time to make a choice.

I choose to turn over all the above enemies!