Traveling through the late Ming Dynasty, Chen Yan discovered that his golden finger was very tricky:
I can only vaguely remember the contents of one or two modern books every month.
If you use it too much, you will develop a high fever and become comatose.
And his possessed body was lying in a heap of hunger, waiting to die.
Nine years later.
Li Zicheng's 200,000 troops surrounded Tongguan. The accountant guarding the city adjusted his glasses:
"After all, you still have enough food for three days."
Huang Taiji's 150,000 cavalry broke through the Shanhaiguan Pass. The blacksmith in front of the pass wiped his sweat:
"The newly minted cannon has a range of three miles. Do you want to try it?"
In the Forbidden City, the new emperor who had just ascended the throne opened the first article of the "Chinese Charter":
"The emperor is elected once every ten years and is jointly recommended by the cabinet, military government, and academy..."
Chen Yan put down the memorial and smiled at the old brothers:
"I said at the beginning that we would have enough food for everyone.
Now, it's time for us to talk about how to prevent history from repeating itself. "
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There is a strategy, you can see it, it looks good
Each character has its own characteristics and ideas, which are quite vivid.
There is a strategy, you can see it, it looks good Each character has its own characteristics and ideas, which are quite vivid.