The wind rises at the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 1

The scorching sun shone on the earth, unscrupulously exuding its supreme power, as if it wanted to burn everything in this world.

The trees are scorched, the branches are sparse, and there is no trace of life.

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

On the official road, there are many rocks, a desolate and dilapidated scene.

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

Drought and frost first followed by drought, which has never stopped for eight years, and the disaster situation in Shaanxi is getting worse every year.

There is a severe drought in the world, and there is no harvest, but taxes are heavy.

In Shaanxi, a group of disaster victims and soldiers did not wait for relief from the imperial court, but instead waited for additional dispatch and layoffs.

One after another, disasters and heavy burdens were placed on Shaanxi.

Eight years of natural disasters and man-made disasters have left Shaanxi in dire straits, and the people are in dire straits.

The once wide and smooth official roads in Shaanxi have long been dilapidated.

Above the dilapidated official road, it was extremely empty, and everything that came into view was burnt yellow.

On the wilderness in the distance, several skinny wild dogs with red eyes wandered aimlessly.

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

As if aware of something, the leading wild dog suddenly stopped. It raised its head and looked behind. The heads of the other two wild dogs looked in the same direction almost at the same time.

To be able to survive in such a place, if one is not vigilant enough, it would have already become food on the desk.

At the end of the official road, a faint red line is slowly crawling.

The next moment after discovering the red line, several wild dogs ran quickly in the opposite direction with their tails between their legs.

The air is filled with strong blood.

On the official road, a group of soldiers dressed in commoner clothes, red hats on their heads, and carrying spears and firecrackers on their shoulders were silently marching southward along the official road.

The messenger cavalry carrying the order flag on their backs drove the horses under their seats to gallop quickly on both sides of the road, conveying the military order.

They were all Ming soldiers, who traveled thousands of miles south from Datong Town, Shanxi Province, to put down the rebellious Ming soldiers.

According to the military rules of the Ming army, anyone who is irregular in ranks, walks disorderly, leaves the team without authorization, congests the roads, or speaks loudly will be ruled by military law.

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

In the ranks of the Ming army on the official road, apart from the dull and chaotic footsteps and the hurried hooves of horses, there were no other superfluous sounds.

Chasing the thieves all the way, they have traveled thousands of miles, but there is still no end in sight.

They hadn't rested long after they arrived in Guanzhong, and after a transfer order, they needed to go north again to Ningzhou in Qingyang Prefecture to suppress the rebellion.

Chen Wang's expression was extremely gloomy, and he led the horse and walked in the queue.

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

The military uniforms on them were covered with dust, old and dilapidated, their eyes were full of indifference, like walking dead, they just moved forward silently.

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

Bloody all the way, after many battles, they killed countless bandits, defeated countless thieves, and countless robes died in disaster.

They defeated one enemy after another for the country, and quelled one rebellion after another.

They don't understand why the war has not subsided until now, but has intensified.

Chen Wang raised his head and looked at the end of the road ahead, feeling cold in his heart.

The reason why he looks gloomy is not because of the same as other soldiers, but because of the endless fighting and the worsening situation.

Only Chen Wang knows that the road under his feet is a real road of no return, a road leading to the underworld.

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

His soul doesn't actually belong to this era, so he knows what's going to happen.

Just over two months ago, he was still studying in the library of the university, but he got stuck halfway and lay down on the table for a nap.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already entered this damned completely strange world.

He occupied the body of another person, and also obtained all the memories of the original owner of the body.

He traveled through more than 300 years, came to Chongzhen for eight years, and came to the end of the Ming Dynasty.

The original owner of his body was a Ming army, born in Liaodong, 25 years old, also called Chen Wang.

It is not some honorable general, but an ordinary soldier.

But strictly speaking, he is not ordinary, because he is a family member, and also the family member of Cao Wenzhao, the commander-in-chief of aid and suppression, Cao Wenzhao, who is known as the number one good general in the Ming Dynasty.

In July of the third year of Chongzhen, there was a great civil change in Shaanxi. Cao Wenzhao was appointed as the deputy commander of Yansui East Road, and led the Guanning Army to enter the customs to carry out the conquest. 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. Basically, the generals of the Ming army would select elite soldiers to serve as family members and serve as pro-military troops. This was also a matter of tacit approval.

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

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

As servants of generals, they eat the best food, receive full military pay, and are equipped with the best weapons and armor. Their families will also be properly taken care of.

And they need to repay the general with loyalty and life, and use it to fall into the battle against the enemy.

As family servants, all of them are proficient in bow and horse, excellent in martial arts, and able to recruit good fighters.

Chen Wang obtained all the memories of the original owner of the body, as well as all his skills.

Whether it is spears, sticks, swords, or bows and arrows, he is extremely good at them, and these skills are engraved into his bones and blood.

In the past two months alone, the Ming Army and the Peasant Army have fought several battles and fought more than ten times.

Chen Wang's enemies have already surpassed the number of his hands, all relying on the memories imprinted into his bones and blood.

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

As the servants of the Ming army, or as the backbone of the force, they have the duty to lead the charge. On the battlefield, there is no room for half-distraction and soft-heartedness.

Chen Wang stared at the undulating crowd in front of him with cold eyes.

The torrent of the times engulfs the destiny of individuals.

The destiny that is engulfed by the times can only rise and fall with the times.

Living is the easiest thing, but it is also the hardest thing.

He has no way to change his identity, he once thought about being a deserter.

But how difficult it is to escape from the barracks, if a fugitive in the army is captured, he will die.

Chen Wang saw with his own eyes that seven deserters were captured and killed on the spot, and their heads were hung on the gate of the camp for public display.

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

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

Now, except for Jiangnan which is still relatively peaceful, the rest of the country is in the flames of war, and there are as many thieves and bandits as a cow's hair.

However, Jiangnan is more than a thousand miles away from Shaanxi, and it is the Taiping Festival. It is difficult to go to Jiangnan, let alone now.

This was a catastrophe that swept across the whole of China. Tens of millions of people were affected and died in this catastrophe. It is not easy to escape this catastrophe.

Continuing to stay in the army is the best choice.

In this chaotic world where human life is like a mustard, with a steel knife in your hand, you don't have to be afraid of wolves, tigers and leopards.

"Da da da----"

The rapid sound of horseshoes interrupted Chen Wang's thoughts.

Chen Wang raised his head and looked forward. Cao Wenzhao, who was wearing a light armor and a broad robe covering his shoulders, was less than five steps away in front of him, standing under the big fiery banner.

Just a moment later, several command riders galloped out, holding command flags and loudly conveying the good news.

Encountering the enemy at Qiutou Town in front, the enemy army has been defeated by the forward, beheaded five hundred levels, and the cavalry in the front team is chasing.

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

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

Chen Wang clenched the reins in his hand, feeling a chill in his heart.

He clearly heard the name of the place ahead - Qiutou Town.

If there is any difference from before after time travel, then it is that his memory is much better than before. He is a history major and has some understanding of the late Ming Dynasty.

Chen Wang remembers the last paragraph of Cao Wenzhao clearly in Ming history.

"History of the Ming Dynasty" records: "Wen Chao entered from Ningzhou with 3000 people, and encountered a thief in the town of Qiutou in Zhenning. Changed Jiao and ascended first, beheaded five hundred, and chased for thirty miles."

"Wen Zhao led the infantry to follow. The thieves surrounded tens of thousands of cavalry, and the arrows and hedgehogs gathered..."

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