Not a God of War: a Little Person in the Age of Hot and Cold Weapons

Traveling into this war-torn era, Yunfei's goal is simple: to survive, and at the same time, let the people around him survive. He didn't cheat, didn't understand the gunpowder formula, and even had to learn cold weapon combat from scratch. He only has three things: a scout's battlefield sense, a first aid kit manual, and a heart that doesn't want to see his brother die. In the recruit camp, he used strips of cloth and wooden sticks as splints to save the first comrade who sprained his ankle; at the Lone Wolf Post, he modified the wall and dug drainage ditches, reducing the winter mortality rate from 50% to 20%; under Cheorwon City, he built simple trenches, which drastically reduced the shelling casualty rate by 15%. No matter how fierce the cavalry of the Black Crow Tribe is, no matter how powerful the bronze cannon is, he only guards his own small area, a post, a small team, and a group of brothers who share life and death. Some said he was a coward and did not dare to charge into battle; some said he was a geek who could save his life with local methods; Yun Fei just squatted in the trench, wiping the ring-head knife. "Change the world? I don't have that ability." "I just want the sun of tomorrow to shine on the faces of more brothers." This is a battlefield for a small person to persevere. There are no earth-shattering achievements, only a fortress called "survival" built inch by inch.