The winter of Chongzhen's eleventh year was a little cold, and the cold wind mixed with scattered snowflakes drilled into the small shack and fell into Zhu Changming's neck, making him a little depressed.

If you don't hit your prey, you can only starve!

Touching the big wolf dog next to him, one person and one dog snuggled tightly to keep each other warm. Fortunately, there is a small leeward shack that can block the cold wind, otherwise, Zhu Changming is really afraid that he will freeze to death.

Zhu Changming was a little aggrieved, just because he found a girlfriend surnamed Jin, it is said that after the prince of the Qing Dynasty, he was punished by the old patriarch to guard the ancestral hall. I felt colder and colder in my sleep, and when I opened my eyes, I found that I had fallen into the ice cave by the river, if it weren't for the dog next to me holding me, I am afraid that I would have died in the small river that is not big at all!

The old patriarch said that after he was the Ming royal family, he had a common enmity with their Aixinjue Luo family!

However, Zhu Changming, who is a socialist five good young man and has participated in compulsory military service, thinks that 56 nationalities have 56 flowers, and 56 nationalities are one family......

As for what doesn't, it doesn't matter. Now his biggest problem is survival.

What have you done in the past few days?

Hunting, selling firewood, one person and one dog, depending on each other.

In addition to knowing that it is now the eleventh year of Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, it should be in Qingzhou Mansion now, Jinan Mansion to the west, Yanzhou Mansion to the southwest, and Laizhou Mansion to the east.

Although he is a noble traverser, what can he do, he doesn't even have a household registration, and he can't even enter the big city! If you want to read, you can't even write all the traditional characters! I want to join the army, I'm sorry, now the Ming Dynasty is disarming from top to bottom, of course, not for the sake of strengthening the country, but for empty salaries.

As for going south?

Is there a way?

Zhu Changming felt that he was probably the worst traverser in the entire Ming Dynasty. Anyway, my surname is Zhu, and the ancestral hall of my own ancestral hall is still enshrined by Zhu Yuanzhang, the Hongwu Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, although I don't know if it's true or not, but since I have incense to your old man, this is a good way to give yourself a way to live!

You can't even fill your stomach, what else do you think about being loyal to the monarch and patriotism, serving the country, and building a new type of socialist ethnic relationship?

Joke.

Thinking about the braised pork, elbows, hooves, and lion's head in later generations, thinking about it, Zhu Changming's hand around the big wolf dog became more and more vigorous, and he couldn't wait for the braised dog meat sprinkled with peppercorns in his hand, and then a garlic clove and a mouthful of fragrant meat, which was called a mouthful of fragrant meat......

It's a pity that all I got was a skinny skeleton, and I didn't even have any meat except for the skin.

"Follow me, you're suffering!"

Zhu Changming said to the big wolf dog beside him with some guilt.

Huh-

It smells so good!

This smell is roast chicken just out of the pot, and there is a faint aroma of wine!

Facts have proved that Zhu Changming thought too much, what he traveled through was not the world of Xianxia, nor myths and legends, but the cruel Chongzhen Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty, and it has reached the eleventh year of Chongzhen, and the difficult situation that has never been seen in history may only be compared with the "great changes unseen in three thousand years" that the pasteur of the Qing Dynasty sighed about two hundred years later.

For he had seen the outside in the crevices of his little shack:

A sturdy war horse, covered with a thin layer of cloth armor, rode on it a mighty man covered in armor, carrying a bow on his back, and the waist knife at his waist was carried diagonally.

On one side of the horse there was a spear and some baggage, and on the other side there was some baggage.

As soon as you walk and clank, there seems to be metal colliding, which is crisp and pleasant.

The man was biting on the roast chicken that was still steaming slightly in one hand, and a small jar in the other, very leisurely......

It's just that behind his leisurely is a series of sufferings: a long string of ropes, on which like a tethered duck, are tied to people, men, women, children, and occasionally someone makes a noise, but it will be stopped by the people in front and behind......

The silence was like the cold wind that penetrated into Zhu Changming's shack.

There are so many people, being captured by one person like chasing ducks, and there are a lot of strong men in it, what seems wrong with this?

This is the world of the Ming Dynasty!

This is the hinterland of Shandong!

This Chongzhen's Ming is not dead? Why—

Tartar soldiers appeared?

This is not the seventeenth year of Chongzhen! Didn't the Jiashen national disaster happen?

Why is this all there?

At this moment, the series of figures somehow made him feel unusually familiar, just like the Chinese who were pulled to behead one by one when Japan invaded China.

The Tartar soldier who drank wine and ate roast chicken, in his eyes, was like the most vicious Japanese devil who had been educated for many years.

They flaunted their might, burned, killed, looted, and did all kinds of evil across the land of China, wantonly wreaking havoc on the suffering of the Chinese people......

Once, the Qing Dynasty was just a historical dynasty in his heart. is just a dynasty with many film and television dramas, and even in his heart, a Manchu dynasty is just a section of the twenty-five histories after all. The corruption of the late Qing Dynasty is only a period of suffering that the Chinese nation must go through......

Isn't that what years of education are all about?

Even the Japanese people can be peace-loving and blinded, and the Manchus' entry into the Central Plains is only to invade China, then China will be Chinese!

But today, when he saw the series of figures with his own eyes, his first reaction was:

What about my blue-fiery Gatling?

What about my 39-meter long knife?

What about my AK?

……

"Smack-"

"Smack-"

"Poof!"

Zhu Changming looked at the hole in his shack dumbfounded, and didn't know what to say for a while. Just carry it yourself? If someone throws a roast chicken that they don't eat, and a jar of wine that they drink, they can smash it on their heads, where should they go to reason?

The big wolf dog beside him took it seriously, and grabbed the roast chicken that leaked from the shack with one mouth, and it didn't seem to have any intention of sharing it with him, which made Zhu Changming a little embarrassed, did he want to share weal and woe? Or is the dog rich, don't forget?

Wide-eyed staring, small-eyed wide-eyed, looking at the fangs of the dog in front of him, Zhu Changming felt that it was better to value harmony.

Uh-

Not good!

I patronized my own little home - well, it was a small shack, and I forgot that there was a Tartar soldier behind me, it is said that the Tartar soldiers were fierce and vicious, eight feet tall, eight feet waist, iron-faced fangs, invincible to one enemy and a hundred......

What if you find yourself looking at your defenseless self and the same thin dog, you may not be able to each other? Anyway, I will definitely not surrender, the big deal is to fight with the other party!

The Tartar soldiers, staggering past, staggered by, the waist knife in their hands hitting the branches, as if they were clearing their way, and as if they were searching for something.

Zhu Changming didn't dare to make a sound.

One step forward is the shack, and one step back is life.

The mighty and majestic money rat pigtail stood in front of Zhu Changming's shack, staggered up straight, untied his armor with a rope, and then took out a black and swarthy old object-

The cold wind blew, and the mighty and majestic man shivered slightly, muttering something to curse.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang ......"

What is it?

It's too much of a bully!

Not with such.

As the saying goes, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated, Zhu Changming glanced at the dog who was eating meat next to him, and bit his back molars fiercely, isn't it just a Tartar soldier? The head has fallen off a bowl and a big scar, and the successor who has been taught by a republic is still afraid of this, him!

At this moment, Zhu Changming felt that the opportunity had come!

Slowly took out the broken spear he used to pull the fire, saw the black patch through the gap, and suddenly jumped up, and the branches scattered around his head were like evil ghosts emerging from the ground, and stabbed them fiercely!

"Woo-"

"Ah......h

The emaciated dog pounced, its sharp fangs piercing the throat of the opposite Tartar soldier, and the warm blood "gurgling" and staining the surrounding white snow.

Is this the right way to open a "dog at the beginning"?