Feng Yutianqing: in the Late Ming Dynasty, I Wielded Thunder and Praised You.

Time travel + strong women + historical intrigue + war + the storms of the late Ming Dynasty Basic infrastructure flow + iron-blooded love + house fight and palace fight Burning and refreshing text + heart-wrenching tear-jerker The moment JK's uniform became entangled with water weeds, Ling Xue knew that this time travel was not a romantic dream. In the blood mist of the Yangtze River, Mother Liu's jade cigarette stick was smacking the price of human life, and the black-screened smartphone in her pocket reflected the eyes of the people on the boat looking at the monster - "What a pair of natural feet!" "Is these see-through white silk stockings a witchcraft? From the bidding list of Hongyan Tower to the deep house fight in Sun Mansion, she used anti-wolf spray against the throat of a madam, and used SOS blood letters to break the dreams of powerful people. The blue Hetian jade pendant around the neck hides secret fire paint, and the battery-drained mobile phone in the palm of the hand hides something more terrifying than gunpowder - the fire of knowledge from the 21st century. When Sun Jingnan's armor was wrapped in the smell of gunpowder smoke and took her away, she thought it was a new cage, but she didn't know that it was the starting point of a chess game in troubled times. At the top of the city of Xuzhou, she used the firearms drawings drawn in "Encyclopedia of Science" to blow up the Eight Banners cavalry; outside the city of Yangzhou, Shi Kefa was stunned by the flintlock guns produced on the assembly line. No one could have imagined that the "Yangzhou thin horse" who was once put on the bidding stage would become the Jiangbei female coach who kept Dorgon awake at night. She asked the refugees to put their fingerprints on the landowner's book, and taught the craftsmen to forge the world in front of the steam iron furnace. Even Gao Jie's warriors had to call her "General Ling" The satellite map in her mobile phone is her clairvoyance, and the revolver made on the assembly line is her sword. When the old scholar of Neo-Confucianism called her "Chicken Sichen", she was standing on the city wall of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, letting the "Ling" flag of the two hundred thousand troops ring.