The new book that I just picked up recently is about a genius doctor who travels through the Tang Dynasty to save the Anshi Rebellion. It is not exaggerated, it is logical, and there are various developments after the war. The protagonist even has a little bit of superpowers. I think it has great potential. The author has a wealth of knowledge in all subjects, and I am very addicted to reading it.
Historical Imagination, God of War, Time Travel System, Single Female Protagonist, Historical Imagination. The battle of the Tang Dynasty to destroy the Eastern Turks was heroic and fearless, showing the power and domineering power of the Tang Dynasty. It really made people excited!
A story that perfectly meets the requirements 💥The protagonist is dressed as the eldest grandson of the emperor Li Shimin. At the beginning, he was the deposed prince. He turned the tide and got three thousand snow dragon riders from the system. He was recognized by Li Shimin. If he performed well, the grandson would be stable.
① Chen Yan originally planned to lie down and enjoy himself, visit the flower houses in Chang'an🔥 and become a wealthy and idle fish, but unexpectedly, he was stunned by a marriage edict🔥The emperor actually wanted to marry Princess Gaoyang to him🔥Chen Yan, who did not want to become the cuckold king of the ages, immediately decided to enter the palace and break off the engagement.
The protagonist travels to the era of undercurrents in the Tang Dynasty. At the beginning, he has super combat power like Lu Bu and is simply invincible. As the prince, he changed his previous image. He outsmarted the ministers in the court and showed his domineering attitude. He swept thousands of troops on the battlefield and was invincible. There is both the heroic spirit of fighting and iron horses, and the treacherous power struggle. The plot is ups and downs, passionate and exciting. 38,000 People are reading it. It deserves the score of 8.9. Come and experience the unique style of Datang together!
Xiangyang City breaks the pattern of rivers and lakes, Jun Xiang joins hands to write the prologue to Yitian! Guo Xiang wandered with a secret, Zhang Junbao discovered martial arts and broke the situation, and Murong Xiaoxiao entered the situation with grudges. The six-volume plot of 1 million words continues the Jin Yong style of family and country sentiments and Jianghu pride, shows the growth and ending of the three protagonists, and completes the century-old gap of the Condor Trilogy. Martial arts fans should not miss it.
"The Revenge of the Mingjiao in the Legend of Yitianhou", Zhang Wuji beat up Duan Ziyu. Fans of this book can check out the new book by the same author. [Rolls eyes]
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⭐The first book, the protagonist tells a story in the Tang Dynasty. The title of the book "The Art of Immortality" was thought not to be heard by Li Er, but it was discovered. ⭐The second book has a complaining system, as long as you complain, you will be rewarded, so you start the road of complaining. ⭐The third book, when you arrive in the Tang Dynasty, you originally wanted to make money and be rich all your life, but you went astray on the first day [Cool][Seeking attention][Top post][Eat melon]
Zhaozhao had the Tang Dynasty, and God provided for all nations. The ancestors obeyed the orders, and the four sects followed the rules. Shenxi has no borders, and his sect and I share the same virtue. Great-grandson Jixu, enjoying the gods →→🔥🔥🔥🔥
When he woke up, he became the prince of the Tang Dynasty. His biological mother was the decisive and murderous Wu Zetian. At this time, there were only a few months left before he was deposed. There were all spies in the East Palace. With the observation of words and deeds in the modern workplace, he defused the murderous intention of Empress Wu and quietly formed his own intelligence team.
Follow Mengjie's book recommendation, don't miss it if you pass by [please pay attention] The first book: The full text is humorous and funny, it is good to read when you are in a bad mood, relax your mood, the content is a bit fast-paced, and some are unreasonable, but it is a refreshing book that can be read without thinking, so don't be too entangled [make faces] The second book: This book has novel subject matter, vivid plot, compact content, delicate writing, the protagonist's character is clear about love and hate, decisive in killing, and the homework is well written and easy to empathize with [make faces] The third book: A husband and wife can be worth a million men. The male and female protagonists are so powerful, but the ending is a bit too fast and there are some loopholes in the early stage [making faces]
Preview of the high-energy chapter - Chapter 29 Thunder Splits the Mountain In June 30th, the sixth year of Zhenguan, three thousand people from the Fenghe People's Army crossed the pontoon bridge, crossed the Yongning River Ferry, and went straight into the Yak Valley upstream along the west bank. Yak Valley is located ten miles upstream of the Yongning River Ferry. It is a valley plain eight miles long and three miles wide. The altar of the Dangxiang people is set up on the top of Laoniufeng on the left - this was a Jinhui mining tourist attraction in later generations, containing rich lead and zinc resources. It is unknown when the altar was built, but it existed long before the rise of the Tuoba tribe. After several expansions, it has now become a sacred place for the Dangxiang tribe in Maiji Mountain. The altar is only 700 meters away from the pebble beach on the river bank, just within the range of the "Pili-1" field artillery. At three o'clock in the morning, at the Dangxiang Altar, the sound of the horns was low and long, echoing in the river valley. Tuoba Muchi, the chief of the Tuoba tribe, slowly walked up to the altar. He is tall and tall, wearing a large black cloak woven from ninety-nine yak tail hairs, symbolizing his supreme status among the party tribes. The cloak is lined with a whole snow leopard skin, and the leopard head is still intact. The ferocious fangs hang down on the chest. The eyes are inlaid with two turquoise stones, which glow coldly in the morning light. His hair was tied into dozens of thin braids, each of which was wrapped with a red yak hair rope. The ends of his hair were decorated with bronze bells. Every step he took made a crisp metal collision sound. A strip of wolf skin is tied in front of the forehead, and a fist-sized piece of amber is embedded in the center, with a complete scorpion sealed inside - this is a sacred object of the Dangxiang shaman, and it is said to be able to resist the "evil magic" of the Han people. Hanging from his waist is a Turkic-style scimitar. The scabbard is wrapped in rhinoceros leather. The end of the handle is inlaid with a blood-red agate, which is said to have come from a defeated Tang army general. Although the blade of the sword was not unsheathed, the mottled dark red blood stains on the scabbard were still clearly visible. Tens of thousands of party members around the altar knelt on the ground devoutly, not daring to raise their heads. Noontime Sacrifice Ceremony The altar is made of bluestone strips. Judging from the craftsmanship, it looks more like a relic left by the Han people during the Warring States Period. It was an unknown king's place of worship to heaven. It is now occupied by the party people and transformed into their sacred place. The altar is surrounded by piles of white yak skulls. Each skull is engraved with ancient runes, which are said to be able to summon the power of the mountain god. In the center is a two-foot-square bluestone table with Ashina's skeletal pocket watch placed on it - the surface has been smashed, and the stainless steel spring is scattered and exposed. It was obviously destroyed as some kind of "evil object". The pocket watch was placed in a tray of dried human skulls. The top of the skull was flattened, and the inside was filled with dark red liquid, exuding a strong smell of blood. The shaman wearing a horn crown stood in the center of the altar, holding a human bone staff with seven copper bells hanging on the top, which produced a strange rhythm as he danced. Behind him are thirty-six shirtless shaman disciples, their faces smeared with black and white paint to imitate the markings of a yak. They held bone flutes and leather drums and danced a wild "dance to invite the gods". Every step followed ancient rhythms, as if summoning some indescribable power. Tuoba Muchi walked to the center of the altar, held up his horned scimitar, and recited a prayer in a low voice in the Dangxiang language: "The mountain god is above! Today, I will use the blood of Han slaves to sacrifice the soul of my Tuoba warrior!" As soon as he finished speaking, a hundred captured Han slaves were pushed onto the altar. Their clothes were in rags, their hands and feet were bound with tendon ropes, and their faces bore the marks of party members. A young man in the front row suddenly struggled and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Tang Jun... Tang Jun is coming!" Tuoba Muchi sneered and waved his scimitar - "Kill!" - At this moment, a thunderous roar came from the far end of the river valley. "Boom!!!" The first shell from the Fenghe artillery had already torn through the morning fog and roared towards the altar. At noon on June 30, the sixth year of Zhenguan, the People's Army's first actual artillery bombardment did not produce earth-shattering results. The seven-pound iron ball roared through the air, and finally hit the hillside ten feet away from the altar. It was deeply embedded in the waist-high grass, leaving only a slowly rising wisp of green smoke. However, the thunderous explosion was like a heavy hammer, severely shattering the party members' sacrificial ceremony. On the river bank, a group of riflemen quickly formed their formation. The battle formation unfolded. Liu Rengui stood in front of the formation, beating the war drum heavily with the drumstick in his hand, and the dull drum sound rolled across the earth like thunder. "Line up!" The soldiers, in company units, quickly formed three rows of battle lines to the beat of drums. The first row is half-kneeling, with the butts of their rifles on their shoulders; the second row is standing upright, with the muzzles slightly raised; the third row is ready to reload and take up positions at any time. The entire array unfolded in the shape of an inverted goose, like a sharp scimitar, slowly encircling the mountain pass where the party members gathered. Thirty artillery pieces were concentrated in front of the Chinese army, and the gunners quickly built artillery positions with the help of ring fortifications piled with pebbles. The dark gun barrel glowed coldly in the sun, and the muzzle was slightly raised, aiming at the yak cavalry group in the distance. The cavalry was divided into three lines, with five hundred light cavalry on the left and right wings, responsible for covering the flanks of the infantry; and three hundred heavy cavalry in the center, with horses wearing simple iron armor, and the knights holding double guns, ready to charge and tear apart the enemy formation at any time. In order to ensure the safety of the observation group, Liu Rengui strictly ordered the children led by Yao Kemin to retreat to the high slopes of the river bank, fully one mile away from the front line. Little Donglei stood on tiptoes and tried her best to look at the battlefield, but Li Zhaoyi gently pressed her shoulders: "Don't worry, you will take care of it later." Yao Kemin raised his telescope, and in his field of vision, five thousand party cavalry had been assembled and were blocking the entrance of the valley in darkness. In the front row are three hundred armored yaks, forming a frontline formation. These behemoths were covered with thick cowhide armor, and the armor plates were studded with copper nails, which shone with dazzling light in the sun. Two sharp daggers were tied to the horns of the bull, and the cold light was clearly intended to enhance the lethality of the charge. The knights went into battle shirtless, wearing all kinds of armor - some were Mingguang armor ripped off the corpses of Tang soldiers, some were Turkic-style animal skin armor, and some were even wearing monk's robes snatched from an unknown temple, with a few pieces of iron randomly tied on the outside to act as armor. Their weapons were even more disorganized: maces, scimitars, bones, spears, and even a burly man holding a rusty Qinglong Yanyue knife in his hand. The red silk on the handle had long faded. It was obviously "invited" from a certain Guandi temple. Yao Kemin saw this scene through the telescope and couldn't help curling his lips: "Do these people fight by picking up rags?" Tuoba Muchi rode a giant snow-white yak, surrounded by a group of shaman disciples, and slowly came to the front of the battle. His horn crown glowed coldly in the sun, and his ninety-nine braids jingled as the mount rocked. Those falcon-like eyes were staring at the Fenghe Army Formation in the distance, their anger almost bursting out. "Han people! How dare you desecrate the altar of the mountain god!" His roar echoed in the river valley, and the party cavalry behind him raised their weapons and howled like wild beasts. However, what responded to him was silence, as quiet as if these three thousand people did not exist at all. On June 30, the sixth year of Zhenguan, at three quarters of noon, twelve ox-horn trombones sounded at the same time, and the deep and rich "woo-woo" sound echoed through the valleys, overwhelming the roar of the rapids of the Yongning River. The sound of the trumpet seemed to wake up the sleeping mountains, and even the gravel on the cliff began to roll down. Tuoba Muchi took the black ox-hair banner offered by the guards. This battle flag is woven from the tail hair of ninety-nine yaks and is two feet long. The yak totem on the flag is vividly embroidered with white wool. The muscles of his arms were knotted, and he waved the large flag in the air three times. The white yak horns on the flag pointed directly at the central formation of the People's Army on the river bank. "Woo ho——!" "Woo ho——!" Five thousand party cavalry shouted in unison, and the sound caused fine ripples to appear on the river surface. The ground began to tremble. Three hundred armored yaks charged simultaneously. These gigantic beasts, weighing over a thousand kilograms, sprayed white air from their nostrils, and their bell-like eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. The riders on their backs pierced the yak's buttocks with bone spurs. The pained giant beast let out a shrill roar of "moo——", its hooves flew around, and its bowl-sized hoofprints sank deeply into the soil. The daggers tied to the horns drew a cold arc in the sun, looking like three hundred death scythes from a distance. Five thousand light cavalry followed. The ox-bone machetes in their hands were polished from yak leg bones, and jagged bone spurs were deliberately retained on the blades. Wounds caused by such weapons are extremely difficult to heal. The leather bag hanging next to the saddle contains a special "crazy horse drug", which can drive people crazy with just one lick. "Eight hundred meters!" The rangefinder's voice on the observation tower began to tremble. The rangefinder in his hand is a "clairvoyance" specially made by the Academy of Science and Technology. The focus is adjusted by a spiral between two copper tubes, and it can accurately measure moving targets 300 steps away. "Eight hundred and fifty meters!" The gunners' fingers were already on the match ropes, and their palms were full of sweat. They all looked at the command podium in unison, where the red flag in Wang Tiejun's hand was motionless. The earth shook more and more violently. "Seven hundred meters!" The yak rider in the front row had already raised his bone spear, with a grease-soaked cloth strip tied to the tip of the spear, ready to be lit at any time. The goal of these suicide squads was clear - to use fire spears to ignite artillery emplacements. "Six hundred meters!" The yaks in the front row could already see the foam they were spitting out, and the cold light from the daggers on their horns made the gunners unable to open their eyes. Some people swallowed unconsciously, but military discipline was such that no one dared to fire without orders. "Five hundred and fifty meters!" Wang Tiejun finally raised his arm, and the red flag whistled in the wind. The muzzles of the thirty artillery pieces were slightly adjusted at the same time, aiming at the area with the densest concentration of charging yaks. "Four hundred and fifty meters——!" The rangefinder's shout was already hoarse. "Let!!!" The sharp sound of brass horns resounded across the battlefield. "Boom boom boom——!!!" Thirty Thunderbolt Ones roared at the same time, and the flames ejected from the muzzles formed a wall of fire. The recoil caused the gun frame to sink deeply into the soil, and bursts of white smoke steamed from the hot stainless steel barrel. The thirty solid rounds fired in the first salvo drew deadly parabolas in the air. The seven-pound iron ball hit the yaks at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. A cannonball hit the leading yak in the chest, and a blood hole as big as a bowl penetrated front and back. The remaining projectiles penetrated three more cavalrymen before embedding themselves in the ground. Even scarier is the ricochet. Some shells bounced off the hard river rocks, changed direction and continued to wreak havoc among the crowd. A ricochet cut off half of a certain shaman's head, and the red and white brains splashed on the face of the cavalry behind him. Before the man could wipe it away, he was cut off by another cannonball. In just ten breaths, nearly half of the three hundred yak heavy cavalry had been lost. The surviving yaks were frightened by the loud noise and began to rush around uncontrollably. A yak whose eye was scratched by shrapnel turned around and ran wildly, its sharp horns directly piercing the three party cavalry behind it. "Load!" Wang Tiejun's command flag was raised again. The gunners skillfully cleaned the barrels and loaded new powder packets and projectiles. The whole process took no more than twenty breaths - this was the result of their day and night training at the Fenghe Ordnance Shop. Tuoba Muchi's white yak was shaken to its feet by a near miss. The Dangxiang chief held on to the horns tightly to keep from being thrown off. He looked in disbelief at the bloody battlefield ahead, and the horn scimitar in his hand trembled for the first time.
Boom! There was an explosion in the sky, and I traveled through time as Wei Shuyu, the son of Wei Zheng, sharing my father's worries and opposing Li Shimin in everything. "Er, daddy will lose his job if you do this." "Then I'll take a break tomorrow and you'll scold me?" [Full]
In a parallel time and space, in a different world in the Tang Dynasty, Li Kuan is the legitimate second son of Li Shimin. He was raised by his grandmother, Queen Taimu. Due to a serious illness in his childhood, he went through the gate of hell. When he woke up, he was a blessing in disguise and got a great opportunity. From then on, he had three thousand shadow assassins with him, so that no matter how big the world is, he could go there. Later, our Second Prince, who had been leading his younger brothers into trouble all day long, leaving his eldest brother to take the blame, finally realized one day: It seemed like it was time for him to do something serious. So this ambitious young man put down the bamboo pole in his hand and picked up his father's horse. The white horse rustled out of Chang'an, leading a group of retainers left by his grandmother to gallop on the battlefield and look down on the world! The barbarians from all directions should be regarded as the concubines of the Han retainers!
This book is very creative, and it becomes more interesting as you go to the back. It is different from the previous time travels. It is not about inventing soap, perfume, etc., But it is about doing crafts.
Come on 🍬🍬 ①🐳 In the Tang Dynasty, he was still an unpopular prince 🤴 and suffered from the evil slaves. Hey😑 In anger, he severed ties with the emperor, walked out of the palace, ding energy recharged to full level, ding, the big monopoly system is activated, and if there is no monopoly, it will be upgraded... 😌 This is too cool, what are you waiting for? The big monopoly is started.
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