On the fourth night of the fifth month of the first year of Hongguang in the Southern Ming Dynasty (1645 AD), the south of Zhili Chizhou Mansion, Tongling. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The tents of the Ming army were as far as the eye could see, and the fiery red military flags were hunting in the gusty night wind. In the barracks, patrolling soldiers wafted vigilantly back and forth with lanterns. From time to time, wails were heard in several large army tents dedicated to collecting the wounded, which made the current atmosphere even more heavy.

Near a tent in the northwest corner of the camp, a young officer in armor lifted the curtain and walked out, and after taking a few steps forward, he stood quietly in the open space in front of the tent, his eyes closed, and let the cold wind wrapped in raindrops hit his face. For a long time, he had been standing silently, no one could guess what he was thinking, but he saw that angular face was clearly intertwined with excitement and panic.

The weather seemed to continue to deteriorate, and as a flash of lightning rushed through the air, a series of muffled thunder rang out in the distance.

"My lord, the night wind is very strong, and it seems that there is going to be heavy rain, so let's go into the tent" A pro-soldier didn't know when he had come behind the young general, and called softly.

The young general was silent for a moment, sighed, nodded, turned and walked back into the tent. At this moment, the mind of the pro-soldier was full of questions: What happened to the adults today? Ever since I woke up from my injury, something has not been right. First of all, I couldn't even name the soldier who had been with him for several years, and then I didn't know my colleagues, and what was even more puzzling was that I didn't know how to salute when I saw the handsome, and I still stared at the handsome man with big eyes like a fool. Fortunately, Da Shuai is not a person who calculates small things, so he laughed it off. Doubts are doubts, but the soldiers still did not forget their identities and duties, shook their heads lightly and followed back to the tent.

This military tent is one size smaller than the large military tent where the soldiers live, and the inside is divided into two halves by a cloth curtain, and the outer half is occupied by the captain of the army and four personal soldiers, and the inside is the residence of the general. The young general just now had now returned to his own space, sitting on the floor and watching everything around him. The marching map on the low table, the metal helmet and iron gun on the improvised wooden frame, and the bright silver armor he wears, everything is so real. He'd fiddled with them more than once,

The clear texture coming from his fingers told him unmistakably that it was not a dream.

"The soldier just now said that my name is ...", the young general scratched his head, and after a while, he suddenly realized: "Oh, I remembered, Pang Yue, the word Taizhi, born in the first year of the Apocalypse, a person from Datong, Shanxi..."

"Pang Yue, Pang ... Yue, the word Taizhi, Tai... Zhi, remember, it seems that you will have to use this name in the future" The young general "Pang Yue", who had already figured out his name and origin, lay down on the bunk, and muttered to himself with his hands on his head. In any case, it is an embarrassing thing to forget his name, or even everything in the past, but "Pang Yue", who is now lying on the ground, obviously does not have such an idea, because he knows what he has experienced before this, although he is still skeptical, but all this has indeed happened.

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On the morning of June 20, 2010, a city in southern China, a community in the south of the city.

Hu Yang, a sophomore at Shudu Institute of Technology who had just returned home from summer vacation, was sitting in front of the computer typing as he posted a post on a forum. As a history buff, Hu Yang always likes to go to certain historical forums when he surfs the Internet, and whenever he sees some crooked theory, he will always post a rebuttal, which seems to have become his habit.

"Hey!" Hu Yang's shoulder was suddenly slapped hard, and he felt his heart beat violently as he was concentrating on the code. After looking back at the person who came, Hu Yang shook his head and continued to stare at the computer screen, but there was a hint of ridicule in his tone: "It's such a big person, and I haven't been in shape yet, I don't know when I'll grow up." ”…,

16-year-old Hu Yu put his arm on Populus Hu's shoulder and laughed: "Brother, I scared you."

Hu Yang didn't look back, and said with a smile: "Ah, it's okay." However, if you continue to use this trick in the future, sooner or later I will be able to do it without changing my face and heartbeat, and you will not be disappointed at that time."

Hu Yu slowly put away his smile, slapped Hu Yang on the shoulder, and said, "Okay, brother, let me tell you something serious, do you know what day it is today?" ”

"What day?"

"Oh my God!" Hu Yu made an exaggerated look: "The so-called college students are at this level?!! ”

"Don't say it, don't bother me if it's okay, don't you see I'm busy?"

"Okay, okay, I've convinced you, today is Father's Day, do you know? Nerd? Hu Yu looked like "hating iron does not become steel".

"Oh, if you don't say I forgot!" Hu Yang's hand was taken off the keyboard and patted his forehead: "Dad and Mom are not coming back at noon?" "Hu Yang's parents run a small company and are usually very busy.

"I won't come back at noon, but I have to buy gifts early, don't you want to go?" Hu Yu resorted to his usual agitation method.

"Although I can see that you are agitating the general, I will hit the trick again." Hu Yang saved half of the coded post, and muttered while turning off the computer: "Why is this year's Father's Day so coincidental, I only got home yesterday afternoon, and a few buddies asked me out to play, and I haven't had time to say yes." ”

"Are you going? Don't forget it! In the living room, Hu Yu was a little impatient

Hu Yang was about to say something when the doorbell rang.

"Who?" Hu Yu asked as he looked into the cat's eyes.

"Hello, I'm a community security guard, and there is a courier for your home."

"Oh." Seeing a familiar security guard standing outside the door with a big box, Hu Yu opened the door.

"Who is Populus euphratica in your family? His name is written in the recipient column. The security guard said.

At this time, Hu Yang had already walked into the living room and replied, "I am." ”

"Well, okay then. You look at the packaging and sign it if it's okay. ”

"Okay." Hu Yang looked at it a little and signed, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome." The security guard politely exited the door and took the security door with him by the way.

"Who sent me something? I haven't bought anything online, have I? That's pretty heavy. Hu Yang muttered to himself while unpacking.

"Could it be my future sister-in-law? No, I'll have to take a look. The corners of Hu Yu's mouth showed a narrow smile.

"Go, go, what do children know." Hu Yang shook his head and continued to unpack the outer packaging.

When the box was opened, I saw a tile-like metal object engraved with gold characters lying quietly inside. Hu Yu picked it up first, flipped through it and looked at it a few times, and was at a loss: "Brother, what is this?" ”

Hu Yang took the iron lump and looked at it, and quickly came to a conclusion: "This seems to be the Danshu iron scroll of the Ming Dynasty, I saw a similar one in the museum last month." Still, who sent me this for? I'll look at the words on it......"

Hu Yang struggled to make out the handwriting on it, and at this moment, he suddenly saw the golden words on it flash with a dazzling light, and immediately felt a violent dizziness, and everything in the living room seemed to be spinning.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?" noticed that something was wrong with Hu Yang, Hu Yu asked anxiously.

But before Hu Yang could answer, the endless darkness overwhelmed his entire consciousness......

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On the fourth day of May in the first year of Hongguang in the Southern Ming Dynasty, Nanzhili Chizhou Mansion, Tongling.

Huang Degong, Marquis of Jingnan, accompanied by several subordinates, ascended to a high ground. Looking at the army wrapped in the banner of "left" in the distance retreating like a tide, Huang Degong looked up to the sky and laughed despite the injuries on his body: "Hahahaha, Zuo Mengeng, a milky child who has not dried up, dares to come to fight with my old Huang, it is really beyond his strength!" If this battle is commanded by Lao Tzu, it may still be a little interesting. Fight with him, others will inevitably say that I am not martial! ”…,

Weng Zhiqi, the commander-in-chief of the Chinese army, was also full of smiles: "The tiger power of the commander, after the previous battles, the left army lost troops and lost generals, and the morale plummeted, and I am afraid that there is no intention of fighting again in the short term, and the rebellion in Zuozhen can be regarded as temporarily quelled." ”

Huang Degong nodded: "Not bad." Zuo Mengeng was in charge of the army for the first time, and he had almost no prestige in the army, and he had almost relied on a moment of blood and courage all the way east, but now he has been defeated several times, and his morale has plummeted. Even if Zuo Mengeng wanted to fight me for a few more rounds, Zuo Zhen's generals and soldiers would probably not listen to him. ”

Ma Degong, the deputy general of the right army, smiled with a flattering face: "As long as there is a big handsome, Hugh wants to say that a milky Zuo Mengeng is alive, that is, his son Zuo Liangyu came back to life, I'm afraid he will have to be defeated by the big handsome!" ”

Huang Degong was very useful when he heard this compliment, and after laughing, he inevitably reprimanded a few words on the surface: "You, let's spend more time on military affairs!" ”

At this time, a herald ran to the ground and talked to Xu Yi, the captain of Huang Degong's personal army, who was guarding here. Xu Yi asked a few more questions after listening, then nodded, said wait a minute, and ran up to the high ground.

"Handsome." Xu Yi came to Huang Degong and saluted: "Several generals in front came to report that Zuo Rebellion had been defeated, and our army had beheaded nearly 2,000 people, captured more than 3,000 people, and seized countless ordnance and materials, and the specific number is still being surveyed. ”

Huang Degong stroked the long beard under his chin: "Well, yes, it's better than the previous times." What are the casualties of our army? ”

Xu Yidao: "Our army suffered more than 3,000 casualties, including nearly 1,000 killed. Just now, the guerrilla general Pang Yue was shot and fell from his horse while pursuing the rout of the left counter. ”

Hearing this, Huang Degong couldn't help frowning: "How is Pang Guji's injury?" ”

"It's weird." Xu Yi smiled slightly, "After the soldiers rescued General Pang, they found that there was a feather arrow stuck in his armor, but there was no arrow wound on his body, but the person fainted, and after a while, he woke up again.

"Hahahaha..."Huang Degong burst out with a hearty laugh again, "This kid didn't want to die when he started a fight, but he died a lot." When Ben Shuai encircled and suppressed Zhang Xianzhong in Tongcheng, he personally killed Wang Xingguo, the general under Zhang Hui, quite his father's style..."

Speaking of Pang Yue's father, Huang Degong slowly put away his smile, and his heart was even more gloomy. Pang Yue's father, Pang Sheng, followed Huang Degong in his early years to fight in the south and the north, and saved Huang Degong's life several times. In the tenth year of Chongzhen, Pang Sheng lost a leg in the battle, and had to return to his hometown, and when he left, he took his eldest son Pang Yue from his hometown in Datong and sent him to serve in the army under Huang Degong. In the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, Li Zicheng besieged Datong, Pang Sheng organized his family to go to the city to assist in defense, and after the city was broken, he drew a knife and committed suicide, and his family members died at home. After getting the news of Pang Sheng's martyrdom, Huang Degong sighed. Since Pang Yue joined the army at the age of sixteen, he has also been quite brave in battle, and an iron spear makes him superb, and he often pursues hundreds of rogues with dozens of horses when fighting with the rogues, and he was given the nickname "Pang Maniac". It is precisely because of Pang Yue's extraordinary courage and his father Pang Sheng that Huang Degong is particularly fond of him, and he incorporated Pang Yue's department into his direct unit and used it as a firefighting team.

"Dashuai..."Weng Zhiqi saw that Huang Degong's face was not good, so he was ready to step forward and say a few words of relief.

"Needless to say," Huang Degong waved his hand, "let's go down." Xu Yi, let the herald go back and inform all the people, except for leaving a thousand people to monitor the movement of the left reversal, let's go back to the camp to rest. ”

"Yes." Xu Yi gave a salute with his fists, turned around and ran down the high ground.