Ye Fu looked at the person lying in front of him blankly.

The man was dressed in battle armor and with a sharp sword at his waist, and his face still had a hint of ruddy, but the arrow that came out of his chest announced his death.

Blood flowed down the tip of the arrow, staining the snow on the ground red.

The accumulated snowflakes were a foot thick, and the whining wind around them made people shiver, but Ye Fu's thoughts at the moment were still at the last moment of his previous life.

Originally, Ye Fu was an ordinary history college student, just because he walked around the playground of the society.

Then, he crossed over.

Yes, you read that right, it was walking and walking.

As a college student in the 21st century, Ye Fu can also be regarded as well-read, in addition to studying books, he also likes to read some extracurricular novels, and knows that many online novels and TV series like to use such stalks.

In the online novels that Ye Fu has read, he has seen those who have been hit by cars, those who have been crossed by lightning, and those who have fallen into a dung pit, but he has not seen anyone who walks and walks.

If it weren't for his personal experience, Ye Fu would never believe it.

Walking is also able to walk through.

Because even the most imaginative authors and screenwriters can't think of such a stalk that can be crossed while walking.

After all, such a crossing is too pompous and terrifying.

But this is the kind of thing that really happened to Ye Fu.

Three minutes ago, Ye Fu, who was still walking on the playground, was still thinking about how to write his thesis before graduation, but as he walked, his eyes suddenly went dark and he didn't wake up.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a completely unfamiliar environment, and I had a large number of memories that came out of nowhere.

"Lord Baihu, we have left the camp for forty miles, and there is nothing around us except the corpse of this sentry, should we continue to move forward and find out the traces of the Tartars?"

Next to Ye Fu stood dozens of people and a considerable number of war horses, all of which were Ye Fu's soldiers.

The soldier's voice in his ears pulled Ye Fu's thoughts back, Ye Fu stretched out his hand to probe the corpse, and after confirming that he was dead, he said indifferently.

"This whistle has just died, and it may be dangerous to continue to advance, and the snow is strong and windy, so we should go back to the camp first, and then come out of the camp tomorrow when the weather is fine."

Although he couldn't understand why he crossed over here, with the memories left by his previous master, Ye Fu quickly adapted to this identity.

"Yes, my lord"

In this kind of ghost weather, Ye Fu's soldiers were actually very reluctant to do it again, so after receiving the order, they immediately quickly mounted their horses.

After Ye Fu also got on the horse, the groom carrying Ye Fu pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and galloped back in the direction of the camp.

The driver in front was sitting in the back, and Ye Fu didn't say a word, and his heart was heavy.

"Looks like I'm crossing over."

Yes, when Ye Fu opened his eyes again, he understood that the dynasty he had crossed was the Wanli year of the Ming Dynasty, and his identity was an ordinary small leader of scouts on the border, known as the Night Hundred Households.

Scouts, to put it bluntly, are scouts. One hundred households at night, that is, acting at night, lurking and spying.

Although he is only a scout, the most important thing on the battlefield where the two armies are fighting and the situation is changing is military intelligence, so Ye Fu's status is higher than that of other soldiers of the same level, and he has the qualifications and opportunities to face important generals.

But now it is the forty-seventh year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty! After the establishment of Nurhachi, it was a crucial year for the Jin State to raise troops against the Ming Dynasty!

In the forty-seventh year of Wanli of the Ming Dynasty, the army of the Ming Dynasty has come out of Fushun Pass, and the upcoming key battle between the Ming army and the Jin army is coming.

Battle of Sarhu!

The Battle of Sarhu was a tragic battle in which Nurhachi, the leader of the Jin Army, concentrated his forces in Liaodong and broke through the Ming Dynasty army three times in five days and annihilated more than 50,000 soldiers of the Ming army!

In this battle, the Jin army captured a large number of Ming army materials, except for a few soldiers who survived the defeat of the Ming army, the rest of the main forces were almost completely wiped out by the Later Jin.

The Battle of Sarhu was a typical example of a few victories in history, and ended with a complete victory for the Jin Dynasty and a crushing defeat for the Ming army.

From the perspective of the latecomers, this was a decisive war, after which the Later Jin Dynasty completely occupied Liaodong and grew from a frontier power to a behemoth.

"No, I'm going to die when I finally crossed over?" Thinking of the historical content I knew, I couldn't help but feel a sigh in my heart, and secretly screamed that it was not good.

Indeed, a year ago, the Ming Dynasty had fierce internal fighting, the civilian-official group had grown savagely, and the border fortress defense was lax.

The Ming Dynasty has always regarded itself as a powerful country in the Central Plains, and was invaded by border forces, of course, he was furious, and Emperor Wanli immediately recruited soldiers from all over the country and went to Liaodong.

In the past, there were many incidents in the history of the Ming Dynasty, but in the end, they were basically crushed by the Ming Dynasty.

Compared with the newly established Later Jin, the Ming Dynasty was indeed a wasted thing, and it had the upper hand in terms of national strength, population, and even military strength.

But Nurhachi is not simple, this person started from more than ten pairs of armor, after more than 30 years of hard fighting, has swallowed up the major Jurchen tribes, became the border overlord with tens of thousands of soldiers, established the Eight Banners system, and the Eight Banners soldiers under his command are the most effective troops.

Moreover, Nurhachi is proficient in Han and Mongolian languages, and the Ming army's military preparedness and internal and external reality are all insightful, compared with the Ming Dynasty's court princes who talk about Taoism, the level is not much higher.

The most critical point is that Nurhachi entered Beijing many times when he was young, and knew that the Ming Dynasty at that time was strong and the court was corrupt, so he had just captured the border of the Ming Dynasty, which could be regarded as being prepared.

But at that time, few people in the entire Ming Dynasty understood the threat of the Houjin, after all, in the past, Nurhachi paid tribute to the Ming Dynasty every year, and the Ming Dynasty not only did not take it seriously, but had a sense of superiority in the Heavenly Empire.

The Ming Dynasty sent a lot of soldiers in this campaign, about 100,000 people, but unfortunately the Ming army made a big mistake, the soldiers sent were divided into several three ways to attack, the idea of fighting was to use several roads to surround it, and in one fell swoop to encircle the Houjin and annihilate it, and not let go of one.

However, after Phnom Penh operated for a long time, and the main force of the Ming army came from afar, acting rashly, naturally the risks outweighed the benefits.

If the Ming army paid enough attention to this opponent, turned from offensive to defensive, consolidated the border, and acted on the advantage of the city wall, instead of taking the initiative to attack, history would probably have been rewritten.

"Could it be that as soon as I Ye Fu crossed, I will become the dust of history and be crushed under the wheel of history?"

Thinking of the ending of the Ming army being slaughtered by the Jin army and staining Liaodong with blood, Ye Fu's heart became more and more uneasy.

"No, but all those who cross are the chosen ones, and I, Ye Fu, must not sit still!"

The cold wind and snow were whistling, and Ye Fu flicked the snow slag on his shoulder, as if he had made some kind of determination.