When he woke up, the history graduate student was transformed into a cannon fodder scout in the Battle of Feishui, and he was about to be crushed by the 800,000 Qin army at the beginning!
There is no system or magical skills. I rely on historical deductions in my mind to predict the direction of all battlefields.
While powerful ministers are still playing games and famous generals are still hesitating, I have seen through the final outcome.
They see me as a piece of shit, and I see them as pawns.
In this game, I started as a small soldier, used historical knowledge as a weapon, fought my way to the sky in a dead land where "everything is a soldier", reversed the fate of the country, and took control of the world!
