The day he crawled out of the pile of corpses, the smell of blood was in his mouth and the buzzing of flies was in his ears.
There is a human head hanging on the wall in the distance - it is his "own" head.
Xiao Yan, a junior in the history department, secretly served in the military and traveled through time.
There is no system, no plug-ins, and no memory of the original owner.
All he has is a brain that is familiar with the art of war and poetry, and a body that has killed people.
Troubled times are like grinding. Famine. Plague. Military disaster. People eat people.
In the cellar of an abandoned village, he met the first living person - a girl who was about to starve to death.
He gave her the remaining half of the cake.
"From today on, our lives are tied together."
Starting from gathering the first batch of refugees, building forts, training new troops, and raising troops in the fields. He used modern military theory to train ancient soldiers and used historical perspective to predict the general trend of the world.
Step by step, the refugees who climbed out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood became the lord of a county. From being the lord of a county, he became a player that no one could ignore in the world's chess game.
Thirteen years.
When he finally stood on the highest city, beside him was the queen who walked out of the cellar with him, and below the steps were the seven beauties fighting side by side with him. In front of him were thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and behind him was the peaceful world.
Someone asked him: Why do you do that?
He smiled and opened a yellowed notebook.
There is only one line on it, written in charcoal:
"The first day. I survived. I met a girl and gave her half of the pie."
