Jiang Qi returned to the dormitory with his bag, a double room, and he is currently the only one living there.

The Department of History and Archaeology of Jiangbei University has always been more scarce than excessive, and there are only about fifty students admitted this year, and the male students are singular, which happens to be out of Jiang Qiyu.

Putting down the bag and pulling out the short knife, Jiang Qi slowly stroked the rust on the knife.

The knife is no more than two feet long and three fingers wide, and it is obviously not a main battle weapon, but a secondary weapon used to supplement the sword for defense.

Even after more than 300 years, this knife still exudes a sinister aura.

"This thing...... What should I do? ”

Jiang Qi sighed, and was about to put away the short knife, but he saw that the blade was shining, and through the rust, he could vaguely see a piece of blue!

"Isn't it? Again! ”

Jiang Qi was not surprised, but smiled bitterly, and under the light of the blue mang, his consciousness gradually blurred.

…………………………

"Kill!"

"Restore my rivers and mountains!"

"Expel the Tartars and restore the Ming Dynasty!"

The ubiquitous shouting of killing lingered in Jiang Qi's ears.

He opened his eyes, his expression was clear, he skillfully dodged the rain of arrows, urged the BMW under his crotch, and stabbed the enemy in front of him off his horse.

Poof!

The sound of the blade cutting through the leather armor and flesh was extremely dull, accompanied by the burst of warm blood, and a little scarlet fell on Jiang Qi's face.

Jiang Qi's face was numb, and he shook the blade of his gun neatly, and rushed to the next enemy.

He has already experienced this scene three times, and this is the fourth time.

It's not that he's numb, it's that he can't control his actions, and his consciousness can only be a bystander.

It's like a game CG that brings a certain character's sight.

Kill, charge, slash and capture the flag......

The one brought in by Jiang Qi was like a god of war, leading a cavalry team of three hundred people, and rampage in this mill of human life.

Until......

"That Ming General! Get your name in! ”

A military general, with a horizontal knife immediately, with a rebellious face and a hideous expression, threw the corpse of the Ming army who had just been pulled off the war horse by him in his hand and had been robbed of his life to the ground, and the blade pointed directly at the black-armored young general in front of him with undispersed blood.

"The commander of the third town of the Restoration Army, Jiang Qubing!"

Jiang Qi's possessed one said the fourth line that Jiang Qi heard.

The voice was cold, with a murderous aura that had not yet dissipated.

"Restoration? Joke! Come to war! ”

The alien general smiled and greeted Jiang Qubing.

The figures of the two sides are staggered, and in an instant, there are dozens of combined attacks.

There are not so many twists and turns on the battlefield, they are all big open and close, and in a short time, both of them were injured.

Just as the two were preparing for the second battle, the hustle and bustle of the battlefield intensified.

"General! We're surrounded! ”

"Damn Tartars! They have an ambush! ”

"General go quickly!"

Jiang Qubing looked anxious, gave up his enemy, and began to organize a breakthrough.

The enemy general did not chase after him, he knew that he had won this battle.

Both sides invested nearly 20,000 troops, from noon to evening, they were exhausted, and at this time they broke through a cavalry of 2,000 people, that is, the tiger into the wolf pack.

Gradually, the sun was about to set.

Jiang Qubing's last personal soldier fell under the enemy's sword.

In the entire battlefield, he was the only one wearing black armor.

He was surrounded, the spear in his hand was long gone, and only a short knife remained in his hand.

Under the aim of countless blades and arrows, Jiang Qubing squatted down and dismounted, and the war horse, which barely had a piece of good meat on his body, screamed and closed his eyes.

Jiang Qubing let out a breath and looked directly at the enemy in front of him.

It was still the same alien general, and he also dismounted, preventing his subordinates from preparing to rush forward.

"You are a worthy opponent, and I will wrap your corpse in the skin of that horse."

Jiang Qubing looked at him, shook off the blood on the blade, mobilized the last internal qi, and slowly plated a layer of blue light on the blade.

"Alien barbarians, also worthy of knowledge?"

"Kill!"

With a roar, Jiang Qubing dragged his body of a hundred battles, and with his last strength, rushed towards the alien general!

"Remember, your killer, Dolgon!"

The two sides are staggered......

Jiang Qubing stood, and the alien general named Dolgon was half-kneeling.

"Dangchang!"

The short knife fell to the ground, and the Ming Emperor Zhu Cihong personally gave the treasure knife and fell on the battlefield.

Dorgon got up, the flesh on his chest rolled up, the wound was deep and the bone was visible, if it was more than half an inch, he would have died.

He turned to look at the black-armored general who was still standing even if he was dead.

stepped forward, picked up the short knife, put it in Jiang Qubing's hand, and helped him hold it tightly.

"In this battle, I won, and you will also win, if there is an afterlife, only you and me, fight again."

Dorgon fought against each other, but lost the duel between the generals and the generals.

At the last moment, this Ming general named Jiang Qubing fought with his last spirit and spirit, leaving him with a lifelong wound, but he didn't touch the other party at all.

His life, death at his own hands.

"Let's bury it."

The three-year Northern Expedition of the Ming Dynasty was not a victory for Pingchuan.

……………………

Jiang Qi came back to his senses, rubbed his eyebrows, and only had one sentence in his mind.

"The battle to be done! The battle to be won! ”

He exhaled slowly, flipped through the history of the new Ming Dynasty in his hand, and found the page that had been marked.

……

In the fifth year of Zhengwu in the Ming Dynasty, Dolgon organized the final counterattack of the Jurchens, which was suppressed by the Zhengwu Emperor Zhu Cihong personally led a large army, and Dolgon was also beheaded by the Ming Emperor himself.

Then, the warlock was ordered to open the altar and calm his soul, and he would be immortal and immortal, and he would not be able to live beyond life.

The officials of the Ministry of Etiquette thought that the Ming Emperor's move was too harsh, and the Ming Emperor replied: Enter your mother.

This is a record of the Ming Emperor Zhu Cihong's Benji.

Current historians believe that this was the Ming Emperor's punishment for Dolgon's repeated obstruction of the Ming army's Northern Expedition. Of course, the so-called Yongzhen spirit, in the eyes of historians, must be feudal superstition.

Jiang Qi originally thought so, but until he picked up this short knife, there was an inexplicable memory in his mind.

It was two people drinking.

"This knife is forged by my own family, and it will be given to the virtuous brother today, and when the old land is recovered, I will be on the Taiji Palace, and then I will drink it to the virtuous brother."

The dragon-robed man with a blurred face handed the knife to the man in front of him, and then drank the wine in his glass.

Jiang Qi rubbed his brows, so, the owner of this short knife was called a virtuous brother by Emperor Zhu Cihong of the Ming Dynasty? So, the reason why Zhu Cihong was so cruel to Dolgon, and he didn't even let go of death, was to vent his anger? To avenge the virtuous brother?

This is also a small discovery in the history of the Ming Dynasty.

But...... No one believes this thing.

After all, my own experience is obviously not explained by science.

"The Unfinished War...... Do you mean to go to Dorgon and fight again? ”

Jiang Qi muttered to himself, and then scratched his head in distress.

People have been dead for more than 300 years, where to find them yourself?

Wait a minute......

Jiang Qi looked at the short knife, and then looked at the history of the new Ming Dynasty.

Wouldn't it be for him to go to the place where Zhu Cihong ordered the warlock to suppress Dolgon, and find Dorgon's soul to fight again?

This short knife is obviously not scientifically explained, so the so-called Yongzhen Soul is also possible?

"No matter, let's check the information first and see where the original practice is."

Jiang Qi thought so.

He was counting on the so-called Eternal Town Soul to be fake, and when the time came, he would just have to find a place and go over and stick the dagger into the grave of that Dolgon.