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Thick clouds covered the sky blackly, the cold north wind swept across the land like a knife, and a broken and dirty military flag fluttered in the wind
Below the dilapidated military flag is a huge camp that stretches for more than ten miles. Tents and shacks made of branches are scattered in a staggered manner, as if a forest has grown out of the wilderness, filled with smoke.
The yellow-faced and emaciated rebel patrols walked through the camps, weapons and armor collided with clanging sounds, and some cavalry galloped past between the tents, causing the drunken rebel soldiers who were drinking from wine jars to curse loudly.
There were bursts of yelling and shouting from inside the dilapidated tents. It was soldiers with nothing to do who were gathering together to gamble and have fun.
In a leaky tent on the edge of the camp, the whistling cold wind poured in along the damaged holes in the tent, making the tent as cold as an ice cellar.
Sitting on a broken straw mat in the dilapidated tent was a young man with a confused face. He was wearing thin clothes at the moment, as if he didn¡¯t feel the cold, and he was looking at his strange, bony body in bewilderment.
Chen Ziang never imagined that after a car accident, he somehow transmigrated into an ancient person with the same name and surname.
He stretched out his hand and pinched his arm, feeling a piercing pain, and he found that this was not a dream, but something that really happened.
Didn't you say that if you do good deeds, you will be rewarded? What's going on with him now, Chen Ziang wants to scold his mother in his heart.
When he was waiting for the traffic light, he rushed to rescue a pedestrian crossing the road, but was hit by a speeding car. He thought he was going to die, but who knew that when he woke up, he passed through inexplicably.
Although he scolded his mother in his heart, Chen Ziang had spent most of his life as a professional soldier in his previous life, so he quickly calmed down.
He knows that since some things cannot be changed, he should face them with the best posture.
His head was dizzy, and countless memory information streams were intertwined. It was hard for him to sort out his thoughts and understand the environment he was in.
From the memory of this inherited body with the same name and surname, I know that I am now in a feudal dynasty called the Far Eastern Dynasty.
China has a splendid civilization of 5,000 years, but even though Chen Ziang racked his brains, he never came up with a feudal dynasty called the Far Eastern Dynasty.
But to Chen Ziang's relief, although he had never heard of the Far Eastern Dynasty, it was almost the same as the feudal dynasty in the time and space he was in.
It's just that his luck is a bit bad. The Far Eastern dynasty he lives in is not a prosperous age with clear politics and prosperity, but is on the verge of collapse.
The Far Eastern Dynasty has been established for more than 400 years. During these hundreds of years, it has gone through ups and downs. However, it may be that the peace has been too long, so that various conflicts have continued to accumulate, and broke out in this year.
?The current emperor is very old, and now he is dying of illness, and it is difficult to govern in bed all day long.
However, the house leak happened to rain overnight, and the dynasty encountered years of severe drought, which caused the river to dry up, the crops to die, many provinces had no harvest, and the people had no rice to cook.
Although the imperial court also ordered the mobilization of food relief in the south, officials from aristocratic families did not know the sufferings of the people. They took the opportunity to corrupt money and food, which led to the interception of disaster relief funds, and the food was embezzled by them and resold at high prices.
People from all over the world who couldn't survive were forced to become refugees fleeing from their homes, leaving their homes to beg in an attempt to survive.
However, the prefectures and counties were worried that the influx of refugees would lead to deterioration of local security. Instead of providing disaster relief, they sent troops to set up checkpoints to intercept the fleeing refugees and prevent them from entering their jurisdiction.
Some officials took the opportunity to extort money, and the refugees had to pay the toll if they wanted to cross the border.
Bandits and bandits from all walks of life also took advantage of the fire to rob the fleeing refugees and looted their money, and they drew their swords against each other slightly.
Under the joint exploitation and oppression of officials and bandits, the refugees who could not survive became more and more angry.
Many refugees ate up their dry food, and their money was taken away. Later, they could only eat wild vegetables and leaves to survive. Some old and weak died by the roadside begging, resulting in a lot of bones.
However, the dignitaries of the imperial court turned a blind eye to this, and still played and sang every night, indulged in pleasure, regardless of the life and death of the people.
As more and more people had to leave their hometowns to beg because they had nothing to eat, in just a few months, there were millions of refugees in the dynasty.
These millions of refugees who are waiting to be cared for are like a huge powder keg. When their hungry eyes glow green, they finallyHe couldn't help but robbed the treasury.
The imperial court quickly sent troops to suppress it, but the refugees were already on the verge of starving to death and couldn't care about anything else.
As soon as the refugees in one place were suppressed, another one popped up again, and soon the uprising spread across more than 30 provinces across the country like mushrooms after rain, and became a prairie fire.
And now the identity of the body that Chen Ziang inherited is a rebel soldier struggling on the verge of life and death.
He belonged to an uprising army in Qinghe Province of the Far East Dynasty, and they were facing the encirclement and suppression of the army led by the governor of Qinghe Province.
It stands to reason that Chen Ziang and his rebel army consisted of more than 50,000 people. Facing the encirclement and suppression army of Qinghe Province with only more than 10,000 people, their strength had an absolute advantage.
It is a pity that the rebel army seems to be strong and strong, but in fact the soldiers are mixed, walking like a mess of sand.
There are only 10,000 troops under the provincial governor's command, but they are all well-equipped regular troops.
Moreover, Qinghe Province was close to the Gyeonggi Province of the Far Eastern Dynasty, threatening the safety of the royal capital. The imperial court specially dispatched a brave black cavalry army to cooperate with the governor of Qinghe Province to encircle and suppress the rebel army.
?Under the joint strangling of the Qinghe Provincial Troops and the sturdy Black Cavalry Army, the rebel army that Chen Ziang and the others belonged to was defeated in three battles.
Now the remaining ten thousand people are also besieged by the imperial army in this area with a radius of less than ten miles, and they are in danger.
The reason why the imperial court did not continue to attack was because they had suffered a lot in the previous battles, and now they were recovering and accumulating strength, and then they were going to wipe out Chen Ziang and the others with a thunderbolt.
Thinking that he was in the uprising army that was about to be defeated as soon as he crossed, and there were countless sturdy and fierce court troops staring at this place, which might pounce on him at any time, Chen Ziang felt a strong sense of crisis.
He also secretly scolded himself for being unlucky. Others who travel through time are the sons of princes and princes, or they are the sons of wealthy businessmen, and at worst they are also unpopular illegitimate children.
But as for myself, I actually crossed over and became a rebel army, and faced with a crisis, my life was in danger. This is my worst luck for eight lifetimes.
Facing his own difficult situation, Chen Ziang also took a deep breath. He knew that the more he was at this time, the more calm he had to be.
His brain was spinning rapidly, thinking about ways to survive.
With his skills, it shouldn't be a problem to escape through the blockade of the outer court rangers, but now that there are wars and fighting everywhere, and he is not familiar with the place, even if he escapes from the rebel army, he may not be able to escape. It's not in his character to live a hard life hiding in Tibet.
What if I cut off the head of the leader of the rebel army and surrendered to the court?
With the nomination certificate, maybe you can save your life, and you can even get a job as an official.
However, considering that the imperial court is so decayed that it is already in jeopardy, it is not a wise decision to vote for it by yourself.
Moreover, with his identity as a rebel army, even if he voted in, he might not be reused. After thinking about it, Chen Ziang gave up.
After thinking about it, Chen Ziang finally realized that if he wanted to live a good life, he might have to stay in the rebel army. In this era of chaotic conquests, his personal power is too weak, so he can report to the regiment to keep warm. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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