"Where is this?"
Li Cheng only felt a pain in his head. He only remembered that when he was anti-drugs at the national border, he was ambushed by a group of drug dealers and shot several times. In theory, he should be dead. That was on the tenth floor!
But even if I am alive, I am still in a vegetative state. Oh, that's not right!
"Huh? This is..." A lot of fighting pictures flooded into his mind. Li Cheng, who was already having a headache, suddenly felt as if his mind was about to burst. However, he still accepted these pictures reluctantly.
"These are memories? Did I travel through time? I am Li Shimin now!" Li Cheng sorted out the memories that had just poured into his mind, opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the surrounding scene, and slowly digested this astonishing fact.
Li Cheng, no, it's Li Shimin now, lying on a bed, surrounded by quilts. If I read correctly, this should be an ancient tent. Under the sunlight, you can see two guard handles at the door.
But it's not Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty, but before the founding of the Tang Dynasty, this was a troubled time. Is this an opportunity for me, a time traveler, to perform? In my previous life, I had a relatively good understanding of history, so it should be of considerable use.
It seems to be true. In this case, the memory just now is also true? That would be a big deal! Isn't there a battle to be fought in memory today? Yuwen Chengdu came with an army of 200,000, but he now only has less than 100,000. This is a very important situation.
