The world is at war, the situation is favorable, and it’s the perfect time to show off my skills. What’s wrong with me? I only want to rule France. Bokassa clung to the thigh of France’s lifelong ruler, tears and snot streaming down his face. “I want to be emperor so badly, I dream of it! I want it so much! If I become emperor, I’ll do everything you say. I’ll respect you like a father. I don’t want to lose this opportunity.”

Awakening in the ruins of an orphanage, he found himself chained and sold into slavery. A modern-day doctor of chemistry, trapped in an unknown ancient world, fate's quirks didn't defeat him. He crafted plate armor, invented paper, built roads, taught statecraft... attempting to carve out a niche for himself. But how could such a feat not arouse jealousy? The maritime hegemon Cartagena, the unstoppable army of Exorus, the eastern superpower Ardhania, the merchant alliance Sibalsis, the religious fanatics Izarid, and the ever-present barbarians of the Barren Forrest—all desired a share of his wealth. In a sea of ​​sharks, a skinny carp struggled to surge, struggling to leap over the dragon's gate and establish a dynasty to surpass them all.

"The honorable Basilius, patron of New Rome, conqueror of the Two Sicilies, defender of the Holy City, sword bearer of Asia Minor, saint who recaptured Rome, the honorable and honorable, the noble and noble Emperor Ceres I, has come to the Senate! Let us celebrate the great peace that has appeared on the horizon!" At this time, a beggar passed by the door of the Senate. He asked: "What

The soul travels back to the Middle Ages as a Florentine citizen. Starts in Belgium and is forced to join the war.

The Hundred Years' War between England and France, the Black Death, church division, and total war in Europe.

In this endless world of chaos where swords, blood, iron and fire are intertwined, he bravely moves forward.

The iris and lily, symbols of France, blossomed again under his command, and England, with the broom rose as its emblem, was also impressed.

He is driven not by the name of the Father nor by the glory of anyone else.

Only the belief in my heart:

"I will fight to the end, until this chaos ends."

Actually, I am a time traveler. God knows why I was thrown into medieval Europe where I am unfamiliar with the place. Please, I really don’t want to create a great empire. I just want to go back to my time and read the works of the masters from the island country!

Li Gang, a fan of European medieval history, was beaten by illegal team members from the Dark Ages in a three-player melee game in Age of Empires 2. He was cursed by the system and was sucked into the computer screen and brought to the Middle Ages. Note: The author dares to destroy history instead of being a follower of history books. If you feel unwell, please seek medical attention immediately. Keywords: Age of Empires, Crusader Kings, Europa Universalis, Mount & Blade, Medieval 2 Total War. All the above games are covered in this book.

Intense pain forced me to open my eyes. After getting familiar with my surroundings, I realized I'd been transported to the body of a middle-aged German man. Damn, my mind wasn't listening, and I couldn't remember my own name. Apparently, I'd lost my memory. Fortunately, I knew I was Chinese. How did I know I was Chinese? Because my brain automatically converts the German I hear and see into Chinese. It also automatically converts the language I want to speak into German. The yellowed calendar marked the year: October 4, 1938. It seemed I had a new identity: Erich von Richthofen.

By 1204, the Byzantine Empire had crumbled, and its sole heirs, Nicaea, Epirus, and Trebizond, were still embroiled in infighting, completely forgetting their past grievances. In Constantinople, the Latin tyrant proclaimed himself emperor of the Romans, while in the north, the Bulgars were rampaging, greedily devouring the empire's legacy, and the Turks were also stirring, eager to gnaw at its flesh. Meanwhile, in the far east, a latent force, the Mongols, was quietly rising. The empire's collapse seemed utterly irreversible, but how would Justinian reverse the tide and raise the banner of revival once more?