A Família Dourada: Ascensão a partir do Oeste
Em nome de Yan e Huang, ele iniciou um massacre, aproveitando o poder dos céus para varrer a Europa e o Ocidente. O jovem Li Xiao, tomando sua família como ponto de partida, produziu aço em grande escala, forjou canhões, reuniu tropas e cavalos, e lançou campanhas em todas as direções. Com os han do ocidente como base, estabeleceu o exército mais poderoso do século XIII — a Cavalaria de Seis Guarnições, que marchou para o leste contra os mongóis, enfrentando os cavaleiros de Gengis Khan às margens do rio Onon, entrando na planície central da China. Repetiu o episódio de Jingkang ao repelir os jurchens e lançou expedições ao norte contra os russos, incorporando a Sibéria à China, invadindo o subcontinente indiano, onde fez dos párias de Bharata seus escravos. Marchou para o oeste contra a Europa, derrotou as Cruzadas, fez seus cavalos beberem nas águas do Reno e apontou suas espadas para a Bretanha. Com cavalos de guerra, lâminas de aço e canhões, fundou o maior império territorial da história da humanidade — o Grande Império Ming — estabelecendo a capital em Yili e governando todos os mares.
A Família Dourada: Ascensão a partir do Oeste
Western Regions, Northern Frontier!
It was early summer now; all things were awakening, glaciers melting, as snowmelt from the Altai Mountains flowed into the Dragonbone River—cold and clear, nurturing life.
A gentle breeze stirred, rippling waves of green.
On the distant verdant grasslands, herds of cattle and sheep grazed leisurely, while a dozen or so children galloped nearby on horseback, laughing and playing.
By the riverside, a boy of about fifteen or sixteen lay on the soft grass.
His head rested on a sheepskin coat, clad in a long-sleeved cloth garment, patched in many places, undeterred by the still chilly early summer western wind.
His chest rose and fell gently, revealing faint outlines of muscles beneath his clothes—not yet fully matured but solid and strong, like a young tiger growing into its power.
Though his face still bore some youthful softness, sharp angles were beginning to emerge, hinting at latent fierceness. Bathed in the crimson glow of the setting sun, his expression carried a hint of wildness and defiance.
This boy was Li Xiao.
He had just turned fifteen this year.
At this moment, he propped his hands behind his head, crossed his legs leisurely, chewing on a foxtail grass, whistling softly, utterly relaxed.
His eyes gazed into the clear blue sky, but his thoughts had already drifted afar…
“Ah~ I can’t go back~” he murmured softly.
Having been in this world for over half a month, he had come to understand his situation.
He had transmigrated!
The era he now i
