[No system · No Holy Mother · Knowledge dimensionality reduction · Leading troops to fight · Farming for hegemony · Every inch of mountains and rivers, every inch of blood]
In the last years of Dajing, the feudal vassal towns were divided and wars were everywhere.
Han Qing was in charge of a team of fifty people in the Black Rock garrison of the Dingyuan Army. On the day of the mutiny, he and three teams of old and weak people were treated by Shangguan as cannon fodder to fill the trenches, and they were rushed into the tiger-killing mouth. Once the valley mouth was closed, the mountains were sealed with random arrows, and no one could survive.
No one knows that this silent captain has two lives in his mind.
One section, a reconnaissance company from a modern combined brigade: marching, scouting, fortifications, training, and giving orders. He understood the rules and regulations that did not exist in this era.
A passage from twenty years later. In the last life, he was the only survivor to climb out of the tiger's mouth. With a single sword, he earned the sole leadership of the partial army in troubled times, but in the end it was just a sword in the hands of others - he had seen Beirong break through the pass, burn the capital with red armor, and overthrow the powerful vassal, and he also remembered every ditch, every castle in this northern territory, and every person who would kill him in the future.
In this life, he will no longer run away, nor will he serve as a knife for anyone.
He killed the escorting officers, beheaded the generals, and captured the generals' flags. He led more than a hundred defeated troops who were supposed to die in the valley to fight back and break out of the siege. He occupied the abandoned fort, trained new troops, cultivated fertile fields, exploited salt and iron, and turned a dilapidated fort occupied by horse bandits into the strongest foundation in troubled times.
Orders and prohibitions are carried out, the people are not disturbed, wounded soldiers are provided with food, and those who die in battle are provided with compensation.
From the cannon fodder filling the trenches to the powerful generals commanding the troops; from a small black stone castle to the flag sweeping the entire world——
"They called me a traitor. But this rotten Dajing should have been replaced by someone who can let the people live."
