Traveling through the Ming Dynasty, as soon as you open your eyes, you will die

The wind in the grassland is strong, the summer grass is lush, and the green grassland is undulating like a green ocean.

Facing the hometown wind blowing from the Great Wall, Yuan Zongdi could not help but feel a little melancholy in his heart.

He has been following Chuang Wang since he was a child, fighting for a living and resisting the Ming Dynasty. It has been seventeen years now.

However, with a heart to save the people, he fought in most of China, but just as the little Ding Wang said, he only destroyed but did not build. Because of his characteristics as a rogue, wherever he went, he corrupted everything, and once he took possession of it, he would throw it away, and then he would come back and continue to oppress and exploit the people.

Not only did he not save the people, but he also harmed more people. Countless people have lost their families, their families and their wives.

At the Xiangyang Conference, Li Yan finally proposed to occupy a place and manage it so that the people could settle down and live a peaceful life for a few days. As a result, the internal power struggle forced Li Yan to defect to the Ming Dynasty. His founding of the country went back to the old path, and he was still a rogue who destroyed but did not build.

I originally thought that once King Chuang entered the capital and completely overthrew the Ming Dynasty, he would be able to calm down and govern this country well. But he didn't expect that the situation would suddenly change. With just one more kick, it would collapse and change the dynasty. But he didn't expect that with a thunderbolt out of thin air, a little monster would come out.

At such a young age, he actually saved the entire Ming Dynasty, and with God's help, a huge plague broke out in Shanxi, causing his main army of millions of Dashun to lose three layers in the blink of an eye. In order to still carry out his promise not to pay for food, and to counteract the policy secretly implemented in the northwest by the Jin Yiwei commanded by that little monster, King Chuang had no choice but to take the main force south to eat.

This completely turned the situation in the north upside down.

According to the reports, the main force of Dashun in the south attacked the city and captured the territory with smooth sailing. However, the effeminate atmosphere in Jiangnan and the scent of rouge from various places made the soldiers who were originally high-spirited become soft and weak. They were already in the south and didn't want to go back to the bitter cold land in the north. They left themselves, Hao Yaoqi and Gao Yigong behind, struggling to support themselves here. Eventually we got to where we are today.

I have an empty heart to protect and save the people, but when will I be able to realize it?

His thoughts involuntarily returned to the Ming Dynasty in front of him.

That little monster actually changed the character of the tyrannical Chongzhen and implemented a whole set of policies to benefit the people. Especially with the help of his own group of bandits, he obtained a large amount of unowned land, which made his policies to benefit the people even more difficult. implemented. In the blink of an eye, he regained the hearts and minds of the people.

The tyrant Chongzhen, who was originally cursed and reviled by countless people, was actually called the Holy Emperor by the people, and those who once led the people to fight for a way out and resisted the tyranny were called bandits by the people.

In this world where things are changing and people are turning their backs on things, who are you trying to reason with?

It's so unpredictable.

After thinking about these, think about your future.

Now I decided to go around the grassland and return to my roots in Shanxi. But what can we do if we go back? King Chuang probably won't come back, so the three brothers will have to bear the Ming Dynasty's thunder blow alone. Can the three of us handle it?
Even if they temporarily stop attacking themselves, can they manage the entire Shaanxi with just three reckless warriors and the unpopular Gu Junen?

Even if King Chuang occupied Nanjing in the south and moved the capital there, would King Chuang allow people like himself to join him in the past?
The answer is yes, absolutely not.

Not to mention that King Chuang is unwilling to give up his foundation in the northwest and is just a faction. King Chuang will never allow these three forces of his to come back to him and cause chaos for him.

Even if King Chuang established a foothold in the south, would he be able to govern the south well?
The answer is still unrealistic. Take over the world at once, rule the world under horse. The literati in the northwest quietly fled back to Beijing, Zhili, to take part in the imperial examinations of the crumbling Ming Dynasty. This is enough to show that the literati in the world are at odds with each other.

The only two civil servants now do not think about how to govern the country, but are blindly fighting for power, making the Dashun group now full of chaos.

The more Yuan Zongdi thought about it, the more painful he became, and the more he thought about his future, the more confused he became. It's messy in the wind of my hometown.

Here, after waiting for two full days, the teams behind finally gathered together. Overall, the team is safe. But it also delayed two days, leaving time for the Mongols, or that little monster.

But it was also a helpless move.

However, in this vast prairie, there is no cover or barrier, and the army forms a huge square formation and marches together, and the speed will be faster than before.

After resting overnight and adjusting their formation, the army continued to advance at sunrise, with half a million people almost completely covering the grassland.

At noon, the patrol sent out from a distance came back with dense spikes of wolf fang arrows on its back. When it saw Yuan Zongdi, he only had time to say: "No less than 200,000 Mongolian cavalry are coming to kill." Then he rolled his saddle. He fell off his horse and died.

This is the first person to die in the upcoming war.

Looking at the horizon to the north, there is already thick smoke and dust covering the sky and the sun.

Yuan Zongdi calmly raised his hand, the horn blew, and the entire team stopped. With their backs to the Guimao River, people quietly waited for the enemy to arrive.

Yuan Zongdi's soldiers silently clenched their weapons and lined up in front of their families.

But Hao Yaoqi pushed countless family members to the front.

Those family members did not beg or howl, they just silently walked to the front row of the battlefield as a habit.

This is the usual tactics used by rogue bandits when confronting the enemy.

They have no fighting power or weapons, they only have blood. They are not going to fight fiercely with the Mongolian cavalry, but to set up stumbling blocks for the Mongolian horses for the soldiers, so that the enemy's horses stop, so that the soldiers can kill the enemy.

They want to use their own deaths to inspire the dead soldiers to avenge them.

Yuan Zongdi wanted to open his mouth to stop, but Li Jin sighed: "Forget it, let him do it according to his fighting method. Now is not the time for us to have differences."

Yuan Zongdi closed his mouth silently.

At this time, in the formation of Xiao Yuanying, an old man at the back hugged his son: "I am old, and I don't want to drag you down anymore, and I don't want to be homeless anymore. I don't expect to see our good days either. I won’t see it anymore. I’m tired, I’ll take the first step.”

The son bit his lip tightly, tears already flowing down like a stream.

The daughter-in-law supported her father-in-law and said calmly to her husband: "I married a good man. I want to go to that world, be filial to your parents-in-law, and meet our children."

One by one, family members said goodbye to their loved ones silently and walked to the front of the battle. Their steps were firm, but in fact there was no hope.

Say goodbye to this boundless, hopeless world of suffering. Heaven may be better, at least not worse than this. This is what they are most willing to choose. (End of chapter)