I don't know how long it took, Li Xiao woke up and turned around. It was already completely dark, and the inside of Zhuangzi was full of firelight. Li Xiao wanted to move, but the bones all over his body seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't move his fingers. The cold wind at night was very cold, but Li Xiao's heart was even colder.

The sister who loved him the most died, and the parents and siblings in Zhuangzi didn't know what was going on. Li Xiao stared at the starry sky like a curtain with big eyes. The river slowly rose, gradually disappearing over his face.

One night, as long as a hundred years. It was finally dawn, and the Tartar soldiers left Zhuangzi. There were a lot more packages on the war horse, and Sister Xiaocui's freshly embroidered red dress was extremely bright in the noon sun.

Li Xiao stood up with trembling legs and staggered ashore on the water. Sitting on a rock, gasping for air.

His eyes looked directly at the mountains in the distance, and he couldn't help but be in a daze, because Li Xiao at this time was no longer the Li Xiao he used to be. Although before, he was also called Li Xiao.

Scratching his head, he couldn't figure it out, as a member of Zhu Ri and the Blue Army's special forces. Obviously on a mission in Inner Mongolia, it was just a mortar shell that fell beside him, how did he come here. He knew the power of the mortar explosion, could it be that the cannon was collapsing on the gate of time and space?

As a staunch atheist, this is unscientific!

Hawking may be able to explain this, but the old man is dead. There is no one to explain in this world, looking at the clothes of the ancients on his body, Li Xiao also has to helplessly face the reality that he has crossed.

Through this kind of thing novels, movies and TV series are all written badly. Li Xiao remembered the most powerful, and he had to count Shaolong. not only became a successful person after crossing, but also sat on a large number of various beauties of Bai Fumei. In the end, he got a cheap son, or Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu. That's how majestic and majestic!

And then there is Yang Ling, who returned to the Ming Dynasty without the surname Zhu and could still be a prince. His wife took a lot of them, and the emperor became his brother-in-law. What a person to envy!

The worst is to learn from Yun Ye. There are several wives and a huge amount of property. In the end, he became an ancestor and became the Duke of Chu in the Tang Dynasty. To put it bluntly, Li Chengqian has become his brother. Before the crossing, "Tang Brick" was Li Xiao's favorite book, and there was no such thing.

Xiang Shaolong is a special soldier, and he is also a special soldier. It stands to reason that the treatment should be about the same, but look at the legs like chicken legs and hemp rods. The fourteen-year-old body has grown into this virtue, and it is not difficult to touch the navel with an egg in the collarbone, which is also so damn sorry for Lao Tzu. I thought it took a lot of effort to train those two bowls of eight pieces and thick biceps by myself. Now say no, it's fucking gone?

God!

Open your titanium dog eyes and let's go!

is also a special forces, why is the gap so big?

Some miscellaneous memories in my head are like playing a movie, a young girl. Loving parents, naughty younger siblings. There is also a harmonious village, which is completely the growth experience of a young man.

"This is the Ming Dynasty?" Through these memories, Li Xiao knew the environment and dynasty in which he lived. He looked around blankly and muttered.

Staggered to the corpse of his sister Li Xiangxiu! Drove away the pesky crows, and my sister's corpse was covered with horseshoe prints. I don't know how many bones were broken by stepping on, and my whole chest collapsed. This is a person who is not related by blood, and theoretically this is no longer Li Xiao's sister. But Li Xiao felt sadness from the bottom of his heart, which was definitely influenced by the original owner of the body.

I found my sister's head, but my eyes were still open. "Sister......! Although you are not my sister, you are really good to me. The tongue-twisting words came out of Li Xiao's mouth, and he knew from his memory that this sister loved her younger brothers and sisters very much. As a soldier of the Republic, he could not tolerate the slaughter of his fellow citizens by aliens like this, and his hands were clenched into fists and bloodied by sharp stones.

I found a lot of branches and hay to cover up my sister's body. In any case, the Han people will eventually settle down. Li Xiao planned to find a hoe or something, dig a pit and bury the body. But he didn't expect that there were more corpses in the village that needed to be buried.

Houses in the village are smoking, and many are still burning. The sister-in-law of the Wu family was hung upside down on the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, and her stomach was cut open. The intestines were flowing all over the face, and a reddened child-shaped flesh was thrown on the ground next to it, and the eyebrows and eyes could already be faintly seen.

Mr. Wu had been reduced to a mass of charcoal, his eyes were burned into black holes, and there was still smoke curling from his head. Leaning against the wall, his mouth wide open.

Li Xiao didn't dare to look at it, and hurriedly ran home, he was very worried about the family, and his youngest sister Xiaoyu was still so young. When I passed by the threshing floor, I saw that Sister Xiaocui was tied to the mill in the threshing floor, naked and naked. The lower body was a black cloud of blood, and it was covered with flies. The mouth was wide open, and it was stuffed with horse manure.

Zhuangzi was full of corpses, and the smell of choking was everywhere. Li Xiao ran home like crazy, and there was a big hole in his father's chest, revealing white bones, and the blood had congealed into black. He sat against the wall, still holding a scythe in his hand. The mother's head was at the door, but the body was in the yard.

Born in New China and grew up under the red flag, this kind of massacre scene Li Xiao has only seen in pictures. Now that the tragic scene is reappearing, the visual impact is by no means comparable to those pictures. The air was filled with the smell of barbecue, and Li Xiao knew that it was the smell of barbecued human meat.

A generation of heroes Nurhachi, many historians in later generations sang praises for him. It was also made into a TV series, portraying him as a great emperor. Others say that he represents the advanced, progressive forces. It impacted the corrupt Ming Dynasty and made outstanding contributions to the development of history.

But what Li Xiao saw in front of him was not progress and development. Li Xiao saw only looting, killing and destruction.

Li Xiao didn't know what the great historical significance was, he only understood. Wherever the Jurchen horse caravan passed, there was no advanced productive forces, no national production index. There is no economy and trade, only corpses strewn all over the field, broken roof tiles, and corpses everywhere. Farmland turned into wasteland, civilians turned into slaves!

It should really be that those directors who sing praises for the Jurchen Tartars and are full of pigtail dramas should come and take a look. Let them themselves go to the saber of the Tartars and experience for themselves, the civilization and progress in their mouths!

There is no difference between the unjust soul under the saber and the triumph in the saddle. All lives should be equal, and since a woman owes a debt with her blood, it can only be repaid with blood.

"Huzi, Haozi, Xiaoyu!" Li Xiao shouted desperately, but no one answered. I searched the front and back of the house, and looked at the house that was blazing. Li Xiao couldn't even cry!

Suddenly, the door to the cellar was pushed open. A dusty child came out of his head, "Brother! ”