The blazing sun shone on the earth, unbridledly exuding its supreme might, as if it was about to burn everything in this world to the ground.

The trees are scorched, the branches are sparse, and there is not a trace of life.

The grass and stones are withered and yellow, lifeless, and the whole world is extremely dark.

On the official road, there are rocks and stones, and there is a bleak and dilapidated scene.

From the first year of Chongzhen to the eighth year of Chongzhen, eight years.

First there was a drought and then a drought, and it never stopped in the past eight years, and the disaster situation in Shaanxi became more and more serious year by year.

There is a great drought in the world, and there is no harvest of grains, but the tax is heavy.

In Shaanxi, a group of disaster victims and generals did not wait for the relief from the imperial court, but waited for the addition and reduction of posts.

One disaster after another and heavy burdens were pressed on Shaanxi's body.

Eight years of natural and man-made disasters have made Shaanxi already full of holes and sores, and the people are struggling to make a living.

The once wide and smooth official road in Shaanxi has long been dilapidated.

On the dilapidated official road, it is extremely empty, and everywhere you see it, it is scorched.

In the distance, in the wilderness, a few thin, red-eyed wild dogs roamed aimlessly.

These scrawny wild dogs are the only living creatures in this vast area.

As if sensing something, the leading dingo suddenly stopped, raised its head and looked behind it, and the heads of the other two dingos were almost looking in the same direction at the same time.

To be able to survive in such a place, if you are not vigilant enough, you have already become food on the table.

At the end of the official road, a faint red line was slowly creeping in.

The next moment they spotted the red line, several wild dogs were already clinging their tails and running briskly in opposite directions.

The air was filled with a strong sense of blood.

On the official road, a group of soldiers wearing cloth clothes, wearing red hats on their heads, and carrying spears and firearms on their shoulders are silently advancing all the way south along the official road.

The herald cavalry carrying the order flag drove the war horses under the seat to gallop quickly on both sides of the road, conveying military orders.

They were all Ming troops, who traveled thousands of miles south from Datong Town, Shanxi Province, to quell the rebellious Ming army.

According to the military regulations of the Ming army, those who are not in order, walk in disorder, leave the team without permission, the road is congested, and the speech is noisy, all of them will be governed by military law.

Today, the military system of the guard has collapsed, and most of those military regulations are useless, but the military regulations still have a lot of binding force in recruitment.

In the column of the Ming army above the official road, there was no other superfluous sound except for the dull and chaotic footsteps and the sound of hurried horses' hooves.

Pursuing the thieves all the way, they have traveled thousands of miles and still have no end in sight.

They hadn't rested long when they arrived in Guanzhong, and after a paper order, they needed to go north again to Ningzhou in Qingyang Province to quell the rebellion.

Chen Wang's expression was extremely gloomy, leading the war horse and walking in the queue.

The atmosphere in the team was dull and terrifying, and the expressions on their faces were the same as Chen Wang's, full of exhaustion.

Their uniforms were dusty, old and dilapidated, and their eyes were full of indifference, like the walking dead, just silently moving forward.

From the fourth year of Chongzhen to the present, in this four-year period, the war has never stopped for a moment.

Bloody all the way, they killed countless bandits, defeated countless thieves, and countless robes died.

They defeated one enemy after another for the country and put down one rebellion after another.

They don't understand why the fighting has not subsided, but has intensified.

Chen Wang raised his head and looked at the end of the road in front of him, his heart was cold.

The reason why he looked gloomy was not because of the endless fighting and the worsening situation like the rest of the soldiers.

Only Chen Wang knew that the road under his feet was a real road of no return, a road to Huangquan.

Tens of thousands of thieves are waiting in front of them, waiting for them to fall into the trap.

His soul didn't really belong to this era, so he knew what was going to happen.

Just over two months ago, he was still studying in the university library, but he was stuck in the middle of the way, so he lay down on the table and took a nap.

When he opened his eyes again, he was in this goddamn completely strange world.

He took possession of another person's body, and also gained all the memories of the original owner of the body.

He traveled through more than 300 years, came to the eighth year of Chongzhen, and came to the last years of the Ming Dynasty.

The original owner of the body he occupied was a Ming army, born in Liaodong, and is now twenty-five years old, also known as Chen Wang.

He is not a general, just an ordinary soldier.

However, strictly speaking, it is not ordinary, because he is a family soldier, and he is still the commander of the military to suppress Cao Wenzhao, the Cao Wenzhao who is known as the first general of Ming Jiliang.

In July of the third year of Chongzhen, the people of Shaanxi changed greatly, and Cao Wenzhao was named the deputy chief soldier of Yansui East Road, leading the Guanning army into the customs for conquest, and the original body also followed Cao Wenzhao all the way south.

In the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the guard system collapsed, and the recruitment system began to weaken.

The so-called family members are actually private soldiers of the generals, and the family members only obey the orders of the generals.

When a general is transferred, the family will also be allowed to follow.

As the general's family, they are fed with the best food, paid in full, equipped with the best weapons and armor, and their families are well taken care of.

And they need to repay the Lord with their loyalty and life, and use it to fight whenever there is a great enemy.

As a family member, all of them are skilled in archers and horses, excellent in martial arts, and able to recruit good fighters.

Chen Wang obtained all the memories of the original owner of the body, and at the same time obtained all his skills.

Whether it is a spear, a club, a sword, or a bow and arrow, they are all extremely proficient, and these skills are engraved into the blood and bones.

In just these two months, the Ming army and the peasant army fought several battles and engaged more than ten times.

Chen Wang's blades of enemies had already surpassed the number of his hands, and they all relied on these memories imprinted into his bones and blood.

In memory, there are even more people who fell under the original sword, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as killing people like hemp.

As the Ming army, or as the backbone of the family, there is the duty of charging into battle, and on the battlefield, there is no room for half distraction.

Chen Wang's eyes were cold, staring at the undulating crowd in front of him.

The torrent of the times carries the fate of individuals.

The fate of being held hostage by the times can only rise and fall with the times.

Being alive is the easiest thing to do, but it's also the hardest.

There was no way for him to change his identity, he had thought about being a deserter.

But it is so difficult to escape from the barracks, and if a fugitive is captured, he will die.

Chen Wangshi personally watched the seven deserters being captured and killed on the spot, and their heads were hung above the camp gate for public display.

Even if he managed to escape from the barracks, where would he go?

Without a guide to prove your identity, you can't even enter the city.

Nowadays, except for Jiangnan, which is relatively peaceful, the rest of the places are in the midst of war, and there are many thieves and bandits.

However, Jiangnan is thousands of miles away from Shaanxi, and it is a peaceful season, and it is difficult to go to Jiangnan, let alone now.

This is a catastrophe that swept the entire Shenzhou, tens of millions of people were affected and died in this catastrophe, and it is not easy to avoid this catastrophe.

Staying in the army is the best option.

In this troubled world where human life is like a mustard, holding a steel knife in his hand, he does not have to be afraid of jackals, tigers and leopards.

"Da Da Da ————"

The sound of horses' hooves interrupted Chen Wang's thoughts.

Chen Wang raised his head and looked ahead, Cao Wenzhao, who was wearing a light armor and a wide-shouldered robe, was less than five steps away from him, standing under the fiery red da.

Just a moment later, several commanders galloped out of the ranks, holding banners and loudly conveying the good news.

The front of the town of Hutou encountered the enemy, the enemy army has been routed by the forward, beheaded five hundred levels, and the front cavalry is in pursuit.

The good news came and eased the sluggish atmosphere in the army a little.

But Chen Wang's expression became more and more gloomy.

Chen Wang clenched the reins of the horse in his hand, and his heart was cold.

He could hear the name of the place ahead of him, the town of Hutou.

If there is anything different from before after crossing over, it is that his memory is much better than before, he is a student of history, and he also has some understanding of the late Ming Dynasty.

In the history of the Ming Dynasty, Chen Wang remembered the last paragraph of Cao Wenzhao very clearly.

"History of the Ming Dynasty" recorded: "Wen Zhao is 3,000 people from Ningzhou to enter, encountered thieves Zhenning's Hutou Town. Change Jiao to ascend first, behead five hundred, and chase thirty miles. ”

Wen Zhao led the infantry to follow. Tens of thousands of thieves surrounded him, and the arrows gathered ......"