Looking for High-Quality Historical Fiction. No Mindless Power Trips or Brain-Dead Plotting 求高质量历史文，不要无脑爽文，降智的也不要来

1. 701 三 Three Kingdoms: What! Diao Chan Is My Older Sister! 三国：什么！貂蝉是我姐！ Country Lane乡间小路Historical1.1M WordsCompleted (The author has a million-word completed novel, "Transmigrated to the End of the Han Dynasty and Clung to Liu Bei’s Coattails", and a new novel, "Guan Hai Entrusted His Orphan to Me, and I Led the Yellow Turbans to Vie for Supremacy!". You’re welcome to check them out.) Ren Xiaoping dies suddenly, but by chance catches the transmigration train and arrives at the end of the Han Dynasty. Unfortunately, he ends up on the side of Lü Bu, the turncoat who served three masters. It looks like the worst 12.9kReads8.6Score1.4kShelves

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   The first book features a pitiful protagonist who is reborn into a noble family but is not well-liked and is thrown into a river, where he encounters a poor, destitute family who happens to be childless... The second book is set in the Three Kingdoms period, with the protagonist being on Lu Bu's side and the sixth brother playing a key role. The third book is more slice-of-life, with the protagonist embarking on the path of taking the imperial examinations while carrying the hopes of his elder sister and the entire village. The fourth book starts with a wife as a gift, followed by an advance into dealing with powerful ministers...

2. 702 咏 A Time-Space Promise Between a Talented Poetess and a Female Physics Doctor 咏絮才女与女物理博士时空之约 Snow Flying Over the Li River漓江飞雪Two Female Leads1.2M WordsOngoing Zhao Zhaosu, a PhD in physics, is a devoted fan of Xie Daoyun. She has read every historical source about Xie Daoyun, but found only a few sparse lines: she composed poems, married, was widowed, and spent her later years in loneliness. The genius who wrote, “It is like willow catkins lifted by the wind,” was given only a few lines in the history books. “I want to see her with my own eyes,” Zhao Zhaosu says. So she spends ten years developing a temporal locator, precisely setting its transmigrati 754Reads—Score104Shelves

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3. 703 活 The Living Dead Dynasty 活死人王朝 Snail Enjoyer蜗享家Historical2.5M WordsOngoing Li Yu, a company commander in the Great Shun army stationed on the border in Youzhou, is wounded in a clash with northern raiders. To his surprise, he awakens a secret from his previous life. He comes from a collateral branch of the Li family, a military household in Youzhou. For generations, his family has guarded the bitterly cold borderlands beyond the Great Wall. If things had continued this way, life would have been peaceful enough. But the reigning empress of Great Shun, seated in Luoyang, 32.3kReads8.8Score2.4kShelves
4. 704 阿 Sister, I Passed the Imperial Examination! 阿姐，我中举了！ The Mantis Loves to Dance螳螂爱跳舞Historical647k WordsCompleted Scholar Chen studied hard all his life but never passed the provincial examination. Before he died, he told his eldest daughter, “You must make sure your younger brother studies and earns an official title. Otherwise, I won’t be able to rest in peace!” An elder brother is like a father, and an elder sister is like a mother. Bearing her father’s final wish, Chen Zhaodi resolutely laid down her terms: “If you want to marry me, you must send my little brother to school.” While everyone else in the 4.9kReads8.6Score348Shelves
5. 705 大 Fusu of Qin Is Stunned by the Modern World 大秦扶苏，被现代惊呆了 Vegetables Taste Great蔬菜好吃Historical460k WordsCompleted This is a story about an ancient person who can travel between the past and the present, slowly observing and adapting to modern life. I've watched many films and read many novels about people traveling to the modern era, and they always adjust to modern life right away. So I decided to write something different. Synopsis: In the Great Qin Empire, Fusu is ordered by the First Emperor to travel more than two thousand years into the future and witness the glory of Great Qin. But after arriving in 2.4kReads9.1Score218Shelves
6. 706 远 The Fox of the Far East 远东之狐 Watcher in the Loess黄土地里的守望者Historical590k WordsOngoing In 1884, amid the upheavals of the Sino-French War, Han Zikun is born in the Han family’s courtyard in Shanxia County, Jinghai Prefecture. A transmigrator, he brings modern marketing skills, mechanical engineering knowledge, and fluency in several languages, but has no System or golden finger. He can rely only on his ingenuity and determination to face the chaos of the late Qing. The family has had only one son for three generations. His grandfather, Han Shoushu, puts aside his scholar’s gown to 3Reads7.1Score—Shelves

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   Let the foreign powers and the Empress Dowager suffer; I will bear the blame.

7. 707 开 Starting with Twenty-Three Men, I Was Hailed as the World's Greatest Warlord 开局二十三人，我被吹成天下枭雄 Middle-Aged Man Grinding Ink研墨的中年人Historical108k WordsOngoing [Alternate History | Ensemble Cast and Rival Powers | Management and Warfare | Dark Humor] On his third day after transmigrating, Zhu He'an takes over a ramshackle outfit in an utterly hopeless state. His father died after a failed rebellion, his neck broken, leaving him with nothing but twenty-three starving misfits. The treasury holds just eleven taels and seven qian. The imperial seal is a battered wooden stamp from a seafood shop, used to stamp invoices. The court officials are either marti —Reads—Score—Shelves

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   The author is a bit simple-minded; the writing isn't very good. I hope you'll give it a try. "You, the emperor, don't even dare cut your queue, what kind of rebellion are you talking about!" The county militiaman laughed loudly. Black Wind Stronghold had just repelled the government troops; nineteen corpses lay uncollected in front of the stronghold gate, and the wooden planks of the back wall were riddled with holes from musket fire. The people of Black Wind Stronghold and Green Peak Stronghold, who had been guarding all night, were busy rescuing the wounded and counting their spoils, but upon hearing this, they stopped one after another. Everyone's gaze first fell on Zhu He'an. Then, they subconsciously looked behind each other's heads. Zhang Mazi's queue was coiled on top of his head, wrapped in a blackened cloth; He Laoliu had just returned from Xiaxi Village, and the ends of his queue were still covered in salt mud from the drainage ditch; Sun Qi's queue was the thinnest, and years of exposure to the sea wind and sun had made his hair dry and yellow, like a hemp rope that had been used for many years. Chen Yinglong and his apprentices were no exception. Lai Wenzhang usually wore a tattered square scarf and the long robes of a former Ming scholar, giving him an air of Han Chinese gentry. However, upon closer inspection, people noticed that his queue (braid) was always hidden inside his collar, only a short section visible. All the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty, from the Prime Minister to the Grand General, from the Minister of Revenue to the Imperial Guard Captain, wore the Qing Dynasty hairstyle. Emperor Zhu He'an was no exception. His stage crown was too large and often tilted during his escapes. To prevent it from slipping, Lai Wenzhang had even personally coiled his queue on top of his head to support it. From this perspective, the Qing Dynasty queue even contributed to the etiquette of the Ming imperial family. "You audacious traitor!" Lai Wenzhang snapped out of his daze, his face flushing crimson. He rushed towards the county militiaman and kicked him. "His Majesty is the legitimate successor of the Ming Dynasty. Whether or not he cuts his hair is none of your business, you Jurchen lackey!" The militiaman, tied to a pillar, had no way to dodge. He coughed a few times in pain from the kick to the chest, but the mockery on his face did not disappear. "Legitimate successor of the Ming Dynasty?" He gestured towards the back of Lai Wenzhang's head. "You, the Prime Minister of the Great Ming, also have a queue, but your head is shaved even cleaner than mine! If you really have the guts, cut off your queues first, then come and call me a lackey!" Lai Wenzhang's face turned from red to white. His hand slowly reached behind his collar and pulled out the queue he had hidden for many days. The queue was not long and not very neatly styled, but it looked particularly conspicuous against the backdrop of his wide robe and sleeves. "Prime Minister." Sun Qi, sensing something was wrong, quickly lowered his voice and advised, "A prisoner is babbling incoherently before he dies, why bother arguing with him? We're short of food and medicine right now, whether we cut our queues or not won't cost us an extra bushel of rice." "Shut up!" Lai Wenzhang suddenly turned his head, his eyes actually red. Sun Qi had known him for many years, but this was the first time he had seen this poor scholar, who always talked about divine mandate and auspicious omens, show such an expression, and he didn't dare to continue speaking for a moment. Lai Wenzhang loosened his queue and bent down to pick up a blood-stained broken arrow from the ground. "I'll tell you a few names." He walked up to the county militiaman, his voice no longer as loud as when he read imperial edicts, but rather low and somewhat hoarse. "The Ten Days of Yangzhou." "The Three Massacres of Jiading." "The Eighty-One Days of Jiangyin." The area in front of the stronghold gradually quieted down. These places were far from Zhao'an, and most of the people in Black Wind Stronghold and Green Peak Stronghold had never left Zhangzhou Prefecture in their lives, so naturally they didn't know how big Yangzhou was, nor where Jiading and Jiangyin were. But they had heard of these names. The old man passed it down to his son, who then told it to his grandson; some turned those stories into folk songs, secretly singing them in the village ancestral hall and on the streets; others mentioned them briefly when drunk, but refused to admit it again when sober. Decades ago, the court could forbid people from writing about it, but it couldn't silence every mouth. "When the shaving order came down, how many people shouted 'My head can be cut off, but my hair cannot be shaved!' How many died in Yangzhou, how many were killed in Jiading, how many more were added to Jiangyin? You're a soldier, you may not have been to school, I don't blame you." Lai Wenzhang pointed to his head. "But you're right today." "They died, their hair wasn't shaved; we live, yet we still have the queue bestowed upon us by the Jurchens. We wear Ming clothes, call ourselves Ming subjects, but our heads still bear the Qing rules." "What kind of Ming is this?" He didn't ask the county soldier the last question. He asked himself. When Lai Wenzhang was young, he also thought the queue was ugly, but everyone around him had it, so he had no choice but to follow suit. He spent over a decade trying to pass the imperial examinations, never even achieving the lowest level of scholarhood. Each time he went to the county seat for the county-level examinations, he would wash his queue clean several days in advance to avoid being seen as disrespectful by the county officials. He had pored over fragmented Ming Dynasty histories, researched Zhu Dachang's ancestors, and could recite the names of princes from three hundred years ago and their sons, yet he had never seriously considered why he kept his queue. Because he would die if he didn't. That reason was sufficient. Only today, when publicly insulted by a prisoner, did Lai Wenzhang suddenly realize that he had always considered himself the Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty, aspiring to be like Zhuge Liang or Zhang Juzheng, even secretly pondering how history would be written a hundred years from now, but he had never truly paid any price. The government's arrest warrant was certainly a price, but that was due to Zhu Dachang's involvement. Cutting off his queue, however, required his own action. "Your Majesty," Lai Wenzhang turned and knelt before Zhu He'an. This kneeling was devoid of shouts of "Long live the Emperor!", The production record of his daily life, or any of those auspicious omens or divine decrees. "Your Majesty, I beg you to issue an edict to cut off his queue and grow his hair back." Zhu He'an didn't answer immediately. Ever since the county soldier spoke, his right hand had been touching the queue at the back of his head. This queue belonged to the original Zhu He'an. Since he transmigrated, he hadn't paid much attention to it. After all, hair couldn't be exchanged for food, nor could it help him escape the soldiers; having one more or one less seemed to make little difference. But now it was different. After cutting it off, the shaved, bluish scalp wouldn't grow hair immediately. Whether he went to a village or the county seat, anyone who saw him would know he had cut his queue. Even if he took off his imperial robes and changed his name, it would be difficult for him to blend in with ordinary people. Zhu He'an had always wanted to run away. When he first transmigrated, he wanted to escape from the twenty-three members of the original group; after entering Black Wind Village, he wanted to sneak away while descending the mountain. Even after becoming emperor and commanding hundreds of men, he still felt it was all too unreliable. He always thought that if things got really bad, he would find a ship and go to a place where no one knew him to start a new life. That queue was his last bit of disguise. With it, Zhu He'an could tell himself that the dragon robe he wore was just a costume, and that the title of Emperor of the Ming Dynasty was something Lai Wenzhang and others had forced upon him. When the opportunity arose, he could still throw the "Zhu Ji Chang Sheng" imperial seal into the sea and become an ordinary person whom no one knew. Cutting it off would truly change things. "Your Majesty." Chen Yinglong's shoulder had just been bandaged, and his face was pale from blood loss. He glanced at Lai Wenzhang kneeling on the ground, then looked at the brothers around him. "If this queue is cut off, the brothers will never be able to return to the county town." He neither objected nor agreed, only stating the most realistic consequence. "Back to the county town?" Zhang Mazi sneered. "Your head, General Chen, is worth thirty taels of silver. I, Zhang Mazi, killed the only son of the Yao family, and He Laoliu just led his men to attack Xiaxi Village. Do you think Zhou Bapi will invite us back for a feast if we keep our queues?" "You're different," Sun Qi finally couldn't help but speak up. "You're a bandit, and you never even go to town. I still have to travel by sea! The docks and piers are full of officials and inspectors. If I cut my queue, I'll be caught as soon as I get to the docks, let alone go to sea." Zhang Mazi glanced at him. "Then you can go down the mountain now and maybe you can still explain to Zhou Bapi that the ten taels of silver were just a loan to the Ming Dynasty for working capital." "I'm just being reasonable, I didn't say I wanted to surrender!" Sun Qi was tough on the outside, but his hand kept clutching the end of his queue. He really couldn't bear to cut it. This queue was ugly as it was, at least it allowed him to continue traveling as a maritime merchant. Sun Qi's greatest skills lay at sea. He knew the tides, the winds, and which dock inspectors could be bribed. After cutting off his queue, at least half of these skills would be blocked by the government's arrest warrants. Moreover, he hadn't even gotten back the ten taels of silver he'd invested in the Ming Dynasty. Cutting off another queue would mean even more sunk costs. He Laoliu stood by with his arms crossed, remaining silent. Several of his Qingfeng Village leaders huddled together, whispering. Some were willing to cut their queues, while others felt it was unnecessary. Qingfeng Village, forced to retreat to Heifeng Village, still had a chance to return to the mountains. If the government were to offer them amnesty someday, they might be able to put up a "Qingfeng Righteous Warriors" sign again. If Shi Sanlang of Baishi Village could transform from a bandit into a righteous warrior, why couldn't they? One cut would eliminate that escape route. "Brother." Zhang Xiaocui walked to Zhang Mazi's side and lowered her voice, "If the emperor cuts his hair, Lai Wenzhang and Chen Yinglong will definitely follow suit. He Laoliu is not saying anything now because he's waiting for you to make the first move." Zhang Mazi turned to look at her: "You want me to cut my hair?" "You are now the General Who Pacifies the South." Zhang Xiaocui's voice was very soft: "If the emperor cuts his hair, the General Who Protects the Nation will also cut his hair, only the General Who Pacifies the South will still have his braid. What will the people of Black Wind Village think? He Laoliu will think even more that we are ready to sell him to the government at any time." "But if I cut my hair first, He Laoliu may not follow." "So don't rush." Zhang Xiaocui looked at Zhu He'an: "Let's see what the emperor does first." While the two siblings were talking, Liu Sandao, the Imperial Patrol Captain, was also rolling his eyes in the crowd. He only had seven brothers and an old donkey under his command, and he was not even ranked among the Black Wind Village and Green Peak Village groups. Patrolling the mountains, keeping watch, and leading donkeys were the hardest and most tiring jobs on a daily basis. Even when grain and weapons were distributed, they always had to wait until the other two villages had taken their share before it was their turn. But now it was different. Zhang Mazi and He Laoliu dared not easily step forward to cut off their queues. Liu Sandao, however, had little way out. His pitchfork had already been branded as an imperial guard by the county government; keeping a queue wouldn't erase his status as a law-abiding citizen. If the emperor cut his queue first, he would be the first to follow. Then, he might even be able to move up the rank of Imperial Patrol Captain. Thinking this, Liu Sandao quietly drew half an inch from the rusty short knife at his waist and then put it back. Everyone had their own calculations. Some believed the Ming Dynasty could truly rise to power and were willing to risk their lives for a future; others were simply desperate and hoped to survive a few more days by using Zhu He'an's banner; still others shouted "Long live the Emperor!" While secretly calculating how many men they should lead down the mountain when the government offered a high enough price for amnesty. Zhu He'an saw all these expressions. He suddenly realized something. Keeping his queue wouldn't make Zhou Shouli let him go. When Shibi Village was breached, he hadn't even transmigrated yet, and the government had already put "the false crown prince Zhu He'an" on the wanted list; after Black Wind Village was defended, he personally stood beneath the village walls, and the Yao family's guards saw that old dragon robe. Now, this face was worth a hundred taels of silver wherever he went. The so-called way out had never truly existed from the beginning. He had just refused to admit it. Zhu He'an thought again of Zhu Dachang, who fell to his death from the top of the wall of Shibi Village; of the Qingfeng Village man who was shot dead by a bird gun at Wildcat Ravine; and of the old women and women who had charged at the wall with carrying poles and stones while he was defending the village. Zhu Dachang's claim to be emperor was indeed absurd. Lai Wenzhang's mistaking a yellow chicken for a phoenix was indeed like that of a madman. But Zhou Shouli's killing, robbing, and fraudulently claiming military merits, and the Yao family's attempt to wipe out the entire village for the sake of the salt road—weren't those absurd as well? Zhu He'an wasn't highly educated in his previous life. He had only seen the Yangzhou Massacre and the Jiading Massacre a few times in short videos; he couldn't say for sure how many people died or in which year it happened. But he remembered the saying, "Keep your head, lose your hair; keep your hair, lose your head." Before, when he saw it through a phone screen, it just seemed like history from a long time ago. Now, that history had become a real braid on the back of his head. "Bring me a knife," Zhu He'an suddenly said. Lai Wenzhang abruptly raised his head. The Imperial Physician instinctively handed over the butcher's knife, but Zhu He'an, seeing the blood of Yao's guards still on it, disgustedly pushed it aside. "Get a clean one," Zhang Xiaocui said, drawing a short dagger from her waist and handing it to him. Zhu He'an took the dagger and then untied the braid coiled on his head. Without the braid to cushion it, the stage crown immediately slid down, crookedly covering half of one ear. Sun Qi wanted to laugh, but his lips barely moved before he forcibly suppressed it. Zhu He'an removed the crown and casually placed it on the ground. The braid, falling to his shoulders, wasn't too long. Zhu He'an grabbed the base of the braid with his left hand, and held the dagger horizontally with his right. He paused for a moment as the blade touched his hair. The entire area in front of the village gate was so quiet that only the occasional groans of the wounded could be heard. He knew that with this cut, he would probably never have the chance to pretend to be an ordinary person again. But it was precisely because of this that, for the first time, he felt that the emperor's hat on his head seemed to have some real weight. Zhu He'an gritted his teeth and made a forceful cut. The dagger was sharp. His braid snapped off with a snap, falling onto the blood-stained and muddy ground. Lai Wenzhang stared at the severed braid, his lips trembling, then suddenly bowed and kowtowed. "Your Majesty, I, Lai Wenzhang, congratulate you on cutting your braid and growing your hair back, restoring the traditional Chinese attire!" This time, no one thought he was crazy. Zhu He'an touched the uneven short hair at the back of his head, then touched the bald patch on his forehead, and the heroic emotions that had just risen in his heart immediately subsided. Even with his braid cut, he didn't immediately become one of those long-haired emperors in ancient dramas. Now, Zhu He'an was bald in the front and short in the back, and with the dragon robe embroidered with red mudfish on the chest, he looked like a madman who had escaped from a barbershop before his head was even shaved. And this appearance would last for at least a few months. He suddenly regretted cutting it off so quickly. Lai Wenzhang, however, did not give the emperor a chance to back down. He picked up the dagger from the ground, pulled his braid from his collar, and cut it off without hesitation. "I rely on your writings, and I am willing to offer this head to protect the Ming Dynasty!" The severed braid fell to the ground. Chen Yinglong stepped forward and took the dagger. He didn't say anything grand or impassioned, but simply cut off his own braid and handed the dagger to his disciples behind him. One by one, the eight surviving disciples stepped forward and cut off their braids. After one of them finished, he touched his bald forehead and couldn't help but ask, "Master, when we go back to the county town to open a martial arts school, will we have to wear fake braids?" Chen Yinglong glanced at him: "Will the government allow you to go back and open a martial arts school now?" The disciple thought for a moment, then realized he wouldn't, and stopped worrying. Liu Sandao had been waiting for this opportunity. As soon as Chen Yinglong stepped back, he rushed to Zhu He'an and knelt on one knee. "Your Majesty, I, Liu Sandao, the Imperial Patrol Officer, wish to follow you in cutting my queue and restoring my sight!" He finished speaking, drew a short sword, grabbed his queue, and tried to cut it. He didn't cut it. The short sword was so rusty that it was difficult to even use for cutting grass. Liu Sandao tried for a long time in front of hundreds of people, tears streaming down his face from the pain, but only a small part of his queue was broken off. The Minister of Works, Old Man Wang, couldn't bear to watch any longer and stepped forward, taking out a large pair of pliers for trimming horseshoes. "Officer Liu, don't move, I'll help you." "Wait, these pliers have pinched horseshoes before..." "Snap!" Liu Sandao's queue finally fell off. A small tuft of hair was also pulled out, causing him to clutch the back of his head and gasp for breath in pain. But in front of the Emperor and the generals, he was too embarrassed to cry out in pain, so he could only force a loyal and brave expression. His seven brothers, seeing that their leader had cut his queue, could only follow suit. The imperial horse of the Ming Dynasty was squatting nearby, chewing beans. Seeing Old Man Wang approaching with large tongs, it broke free of its reins in fright and darted into the crowd without looking back. Old Man Wang chased after it for a few steps but couldn't catch up, so he had to temporarily abandon his plan to "cut the horse's queue and force it to change its clothes." The former Ming Dynasty officials began cutting off their queues one after another. When it was Sun Qi's turn, he hesitated. "Minister Sun?" Lai Wenzhang looked at him. Sun Qi clutched his queue, his face alternating between pale and flushed. "As the Admiral of the Navy, I will be responsible for procuring provisions and weapons for the Ming Dynasty at sea. There are many patrols along the coast. If I cut off my queue, how will I get past the checkpoints?" Lai Wenzhang said coldly, "What kind of decorum is it for the Admiral of the Ming Navy to keep the Jurchen hairstyle?" "You only know how to sit in the stronghold writing imperial edicts, of course you're not afraid of being questioned by officials! If I can't even go to the docks, where will the navy come from? Are you expecting Old Man Wang to build you a few ships out of wood?" Upon hearing this, Old Man Wang thought seriously for a moment: "If there is enough wood, I can give it a try." Sun Qi was so angry that he almost cursed. Zhu He'an did not press him, but only asked one question: "If you keep your queue, can you really pretend to be a good citizen?" Sun Qi was stunned. "Zhou Shouli's bounty notice says the position of Admiral of the Ming Dynasty's Navy is worth ten taels of silver. You've been at sea for years; many people along the coast know you. Even if you keep your queue, whoever takes you to the county government can still get ten taels." "As for how to go to sea after cutting it off, we'll figure that out later. Wearing a fake queue or using smuggling ports is better than worrying about the future navy when you don't even have a single leaky boat." These words lacked grand principles and were hardly inspiring. But they hit the nail on the head regarding the reality Sun Qi least wanted to face. His Ming Dynasty Navy currently only had one leaky fishing boat, and that boat wasn't even in Wushan. It was uncertain whether the Admiral would even see the sea alive; worrying about how to pass inspections in the future was a bit too far ahead. Sun Qi gritted his teeth and snatched the large tongs from Old Man Wang's hand. "Cut!" "But this braid belongs to the state and must be put into the national treasury. If the Ming Dynasty really falls in the future, I can still take it back and use it!" With a "snip," the braid fell off. Sun Qi quickly picked it up, wrapped it in cloth, and stuffed it into his pocket. Lai Wenzhang wanted to scold him for disgracing the country, but then he thought that this was the biggest concession Sun Qi could make, so he didn't continue to argue. After the original group had finished cutting their braids, it was Zhang Mazi and He Laoliu's turn. The two looked at each other across the crowd, neither of them moving first. "General He, please." Zhang Mazi said. "General Zhang is above me, so you should go first." He Laoliu replied very politely. They were polite to each other verbally, but neither of them moved forward. Black Wind Village and Green Peak Village had only merged yesterday, and there was no trust between them. Whoever cut their braid first would cut off their own escape route; if the other side didn't cut theirs and surrendered to the government in the future, the person who cut their braid would become the best military merit. Zhang Xiaocui looked at the two, a hint of impatience flashing in her eyes. She walked to Zhang Mazi's side and drew her ghost-head knife from his waist. "What are you doing?" "Cut it for you." "I'll do it myself!" Zhang Mazi snatched the knife back and grabbed the braid at the back of his head. The ghost-head knife was thick and wide, easy to use for slashing, but not so convenient for cutting hair. He tried twice but couldn't cut it, his face growing increasingly grim. The Black Wind Village members around wanted to laugh, but dared not. Finally, Zhang Xiaocui retrieved her short dagger and finished him off with a single stroke. "General Zhang Mazi of Pingnan is willing to follow His Majesty to the end!" Zhang Mazi picked up the severed braid and casually tossed it next to Zhu He'an's, his gaze fixed on He Laoliu. He Laoliu could no longer delay. The Black Wind Village leader had publicly cut his braid; if Qingfeng Village didn't follow, it would be tantamount to telling everyone they still harbored thoughts of accepting amnesty. In the future, when both sides launched joint attacks, Zhang Mazi would never entrust his back to him again. "What are you looking at me for?" He Laoliu drew his short knife from his waist. "If Zhang Mazi dares to cut it, do you think I don't have the guts?" He cut off his braid and threw it next to Zhang Mazi's severed braid. The leaders of Qingfeng Village and Heifeng Village began to step forward one after another. Some cut their hair with pleasure, while others hesitated before Zhu He'an; some even cried while clutching their braids, feeling that they had kept this hair for decades, and suddenly cutting it off felt like losing a piece of flesh. Zhu He'an did not force anyone. "From this day forward, anyone willing to serve as a soldier of the Ming Dynasty, receive the Ming Dynasty's military pay, and share in the Ming Dynasty's spoils must cut off their queue." "Those who only wish to stay in the village with their families to farm and work can temporarily refrain from cutting their queues. But once they take up arms and are registered in the army, there is no reason for them to keep their queues." Lai Wenzhang, hearing this, was slightly dissatisfied: "Your Majesty, since we have restored the Han Chinese attire, naturally the entire village should..." "Back then, the Jurchens forced people to shave their heads with knives; today we force people to cut their queues with knives again. We've changed the hairstyle, but we're still doing the same thing." Zhu He'an looked at him: "The Ming Dynasty can't even provide its people with a full meal right now; we have no right to cut off their heads for a single hair. Those willing to fight will cut their queues; those unwilling, at least guard the village for us tonight." Lai Wenzhang opened his mouth, but ultimately bowed his head and accepted the decree. After this order was issued, the crowd moved even faster. Just moments before, some had worried that cutting their queues would leave their families with no way out; now, hearing that only military personnel would be registered, many elderly people and women breathed a sigh of relief. Those men who actually carried knives and ate military rations could no longer hide; otherwise, when the spoils were distributed later, they would be cursed for leaving the Qing Dynasty an escape route during the war, but now they were considered loyal subjects of the Ming Dynasty when it came to dividing the spoils. Before noon, almost all the men registered in the military register of Black Wind Village and Green Peak Village had cut off their queues. Eleven men still refused. Five of them had been Hu Daya's confidants, while the other six had been looking for an opportunity to leave Wushan. Zhu He'an did not kill them, but only ordered Sun Qi to take back the weapons and rations they had been given and temporarily detain them. Once the situation stabilized, they would be dealt with according to whether they went down the mountain or stayed as ordinary people. As for Hu Daya, seeing that cutting off his queue would preserve his military status, he immediately knelt on the ground and shouted that he was willing to follow the Ming Dynasty, and even had his queue cut off for him. Zhang Xiaocui didn't even look at him. "A queue can grow back, but a person sold can't survive." Hu Daya was still tied to a pillar, waiting to be dealt with after his accomplices were identified. The county militiaman who had spoken mockingly stopped laughing. He watched as hundreds of men in the village cut off their queues one after another, their initial disdain gradually turning into fear. Those rebels with queues might have been merely coerced; once cut off, the government would find it difficult to even offer them a way out of amnesty. These men were prepared to go down a dark path, and if they encountered government troops again, they would fight even more fiercely than before. He had originally only wanted to vent his anger before dying, but he had personally cut off hundreds of real rebels for the Qing Dynasty. … After the queues were cut off, another problem faced Zhu He'an. The twelve salt workers rescued from Xiaxi Village had no affiliation. They were neither from Black Wind Village nor had they officially joined Green Peak Village. They had only survived thanks to the Ming Dynasty's intervention, and their gratitude towards Zhu He'an was even more direct than that of the people from the two villages. After cutting off his queue, Wu Laosi, the leader, led eleven salt workers to kneel before Zhu He'an. "Your Majesty, we can't hold Xiaxi Village even if we go back. Please take us in and give us some food. We're willing to do anything—transport salt, lead the way, fight!" Liu Sandao saw an opportunity and quickly led his seven brothers to kneel down beside him. "Your Majesty, the Imperial Patrol Battalion is willing to join forces with the righteous men of Xiaxi Village to protect Your Majesty!" He had a well-thought-out plan. The patrol team used to have only eight people, nine including the old donkey. Now, with twelve more salt workers under his command, the number would immediately exceed twenty, enough to easily rise from captain to general. Several minor leaders of Black Wind Village who weren't valued by Zhang Mazi also started to get excited. Under Zhang Mazi, they would always remain minor leaders in their village; but by joining the emperor, they might become the first batch of imperial guards for the Ming Dynasty. Although the emperor was currently short of grain and silver, judging from the situation these past few days, Zhu He'an was being very generous with his official appointments. Soon, more than a dozen people stepped forward. Among them were hunters from Black Wind Village, salt workers from Green Peak Village, and a few who had originally escaped from Shibi Village with Zhu He'an but had never formally joined Chen Yinglong's ranks. Zhang Mazi's expression was grim. These people were few in number, but they were diverting troops from his Black Wind Village. He Laoliu's expression was equally unpleasant. He didn't want all the salt workers from Xiaxi Village to be swallowed up by Zhang Mazi, but he also didn't want Zhu He'an to reap the benefits for free. Zhang Xiaocui walked to her brother's side and whispered, "Let him take them." "This kid has already started poaching our men." "There are only thirty-odd people." Zhang Xiaocui glanced at He Laoliu: "The emperor has a force under his command, and He Laoliu wouldn't dare to easily side with the government; if we want to swallow Green Peak Village, we also need the emperor's approval first. The reverse is also true." "This force is too small now; no one can devour us; if we lose even one person, the court will only have one seal left, and the two villages will inevitably fight sooner or later." Zhang Mazi remained silent for a moment, then did not object further. Seeing that Black Wind Stronghold remained silent, He Laoliu swallowed back the words he was about to say. He also needed a force not belonging to Zhang Mazi to keep Black Wind Stronghold under control. Zhu He'an hadn't fully considered all of this. He only knew that these thirty-odd men before him were unwilling to join Black Wind Stronghold, nor did they want to be under He Laoliu's control, yet they were willing to kneel before him. This was the first time since he became emperor that anyone had bypassed Lai Wenzhang, Zhang Mazi, and He Laoliu, choosing to directly join him. These people couldn't be turned away. "Chen Yinglong," Zhu He'an turned to the General of the State, whose shoulders were wrapped in hemp cloth, "You originally only had eight disciples. Now, all of them are entrusted to you, organized into the Imperial Guard, responsible for protecting the imperial court and delivering military orders." Chen Yinglong was stunned for a moment, then knelt on one knee. "Your subject obeys the decree!" Lai Wenzhang immediately ordered someone to bring yellow paper and draft the Imperial Guard's military register. Sun Qi, carrying an account book, squeezed to the front, demanding that everyone's weapons, rations, and place of origin be clearly recorded. "Let me make this clear from the start: once you're in the Imperial Guard, your rations will be provided by the national treasury, and any spoils you capture must also be handed over to the national treasury first. Anyone who dares to hoard them will be dealt with according to military law!" Liu Sandao was dumbfounded: "Minister Sun, we have to hand over the half-bag of beans we brought ourselves?" "Once you're in the Imperial Guard, privately owned beans become military supplies." "What about the donkey?" "The imperial horses have long been state-owned!" Liu Sandao suddenly felt that he probably needed to reconsider his path from captain to general. But his name was already on the military register, and his queue had fallen to the ground; it was obviously too late to back out now. Half an hour later, the Ming Dynasty Imperial Guard was officially established. The entire guard consisted of thirty-eight men. Among them, only Chen Yinglong and eight apprentices knew proper martial arts; twelve were former salt workers; eight originally patrolled the mountains with Liu Sandao; and the rest were hunters, porters, and runaways of all backgrounds. The weapons were a motley collection: besides the dozen or so captured knives and spears, there were hunting bows, pitchforks, wooden clubs, and even a pig-slaughtering knife that should have been used by the Imperial Hospital. Compared to the Black Wind Stronghold's two hundred-plus men and the Green Peak Camp's fifty-plus men, the Imperial Guard was pitifully small. Yet they obeyed only Chen Yinglong's orders. And Chen Yinglong obeyed only the Emperor. The thirty-eight Imperial Guard soldiers, who had just cut off their queues, stood in three rows outside the Hall of Gathering Righteousness. The ranks were crooked and uneven; some didn't know where to put their knives, and others, when kneeling, stepped on the hem of their comrade's clothing, nearly knocking the entire row down. Lai Wenzhang unfolded the newly written roster and loudly proclaimed: "In May of the first year of the Ming Dynasty's Xinghan era, His Majesty cut off his queue and grew his hair back to Han Chinese attire. Thirty-eight righteous men from Wushan, grateful for the Emperor's grace, voluntarily joined the Imperial Guard, vowing to protect the Ming Dynasty to the death!" "Your subjects pay homage to Your Majesty!" The voices of the thirty-eight men were not uniform, but they were much louder than the shouts of "Long live the Emperor!" From the twenty-three desperate men in the dilapidated temple a few days earlier. Zhu He'an stood before the Hall of Gathering Righteousness, his forehead still bald, and the hair at the back of his head uneven as if chewed by a dog, lacking any real imperial majesty. But looking at the thirty-eight men kneeling before him, he realized for the first time clearly—from this day forward, he truly had troops at his command.

8. 708 大 The Han Empire: Emperor Liu Hong 大汉帝国之大帝刘宏 Black Tortoise Immortal Tomb玄武仙墓Historical3.3M WordsCompleted Emperor Ling of Han was the last emperor of the Han Dynasty to wield real power. Though he could have changed the course of history, he instead became the root cause of the Han Dynasty's downfall. By a twist of fate, a modern-day top history student is reborn at the end of the Han Dynasty as Emperor Liu Hong. Watch as he gathers the greatest talents of the era and builds an unparalleled legacy. 20kReads9.0Score1.8kShelves

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   Reading time over 3000 hours, all high-quality books I read myself.

9. 709 青 The Blue Robe Supports the Heavens 青衫扶苍 Lingnan Commoner岭南黔首Historical2.2M WordsOngoing [Studying at the Imperial Academy + Farming + Contending for Hegemony + Beauties + Meticulous + Not for Beginners] During the Sixteen Kingdoms period, in the fourteenth year of the Jianyuan era of Former Qin (378 AD), an age of upheaval and crisis, the young scholar Wang Yao, born to a humble family, carries the ideal of “serving the world and bringing peace to its people” as he travels from Huayin in Hongnong to Chang'an's Imperial Academy to study. Underneath the surface, Chang'an seethes with 2.5kReads9.4Score287Shelves

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   It's great, if you don't like it, feel free to criticize me.

10. 710 如 How to Save Germany 如何拯救德意志 The Copycat's No. 1 Wen Leihu Ke Unit文抄列文虎克一号机Historical1.9M WordsCompleted After transmigrating to 1901, Han Si unwittingly saves Wilhelm II, the last emperor of the German Empire. Since he's accidentally gotten involved with the Kaiser, he'll have to find a way to save Germany in order to avoid a miserable fate later on. 2.5kReads8.9Score130Shelves
11. 711 雾 Smoke Over the Foggy City 雾都硝烟 Shu Yan舒湮Historical210k WordsOngoing Shen Du transmigrated into the only son of a sickly British earl in 1914. He was coughing up blood in a trench, waiting to die, as he watched all of Europe slide toward the abyss. In four years, fifty million people would become casualty figures, and the British Empire would fall from its peak. He didn’t want to be a hero. He only wanted to protect his own small patch of ground amid this catastrophe. But after he used his modern knowledge to earn one “lucky” merit after another and gradually ros 50Reads—Score—Shelves

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    This book about Britain during World War I is good.

12. 712 重 Reborn in the Late Tang Dynasty: I, Li Cunxu, Will Never Spoil Entertainers 重生唐末，我李存勖绝不宠信伶人 User51942782用户51942782Historical322k WordsOngoing In the late Tang Dynasty, a soul from a thousand years in the future is reborn in the body of Li Cunxu, son of the Shatuo chieftain Li Keyong. He remembers how his predecessor met his end: after achieving success, he became infatuated with actors, and died as the nation fell into chaos. This time, he resolves never to repeat that mistake. He begins with practical measures. He takes in orphaned children and teaches them skills and literacy. He gathers the sons of military families to train toget 549Reads—Score—Shelves

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    A rigorous historical novel, without any cheat codes or system.

13. 713 大 Great Ming: Zhu Yuanzhang Fakes His Death, and I Choose to Ascend the Throne! 大明：朱元璋假死，我选择登基！ Coconut Latte Is the Best生椰拿铁yydsHistorical2.5M WordsOngoing [No System + Meticulous + Emperor + Scheming + Twists + Political Intrigue and Wits + Logical Plot] In the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuntong, who had transmigrated into this world, discovered that Old Zhu had kicked the bucket ahead of schedule. All the better. Letting Zhu Yunwen sit on the Dragon Throne would be a waste, so I’ll take it! But Zhu Yuntong had no idea. Zhu Yuanzhang had only faked his death to test Zhu Yunwen. “What? Zhu Yuntong has ascended the throne?!” “He wants to aboli 4.1kReads8.2Score491Shelves
14. 714 杀 Killing Enemies Makes Me Stronger: I’m Cheating in the Three Kingdoms 杀敌就变强：我在三国开挂了 Blue-Haired Beast Who Loves the Swan喜欢白鹄的蓝毛巨兽Historical675k WordsCompleted On the frontier in the late Han dynasty, a seventeen-year-old youth from a fortified manor unexpectedly awakens the “God of Slaughter System.” Each kill earns attribute points, and the stronger the enemy, the greater the reward! Others train in martial arts for ten years and still can't match him killing a single commandant. Others study military strategy for years and still can't match him cutting down one famous general. Martial prowess, command, intelligence: invest points to grow stronger, a 4.1kReads8.3Score282Shelves

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    The Three Kingdoms data stream uses a five-dimensional system: martial prowess, intelligence, leadership, politics, and charisma. It also incorporates a significant amount of historical knowledge, making the setting quite rigorous. Starting from the borderlands, the logic is decent, with few major flaws, making it a satisfying read. The protagonist is a native of the area, his growth is commendable, and he possesses strong military abilities. A safe read!

15. 715 穿 Transmigrate to the Three Kingdoms: I Am Liu Qi 穿越三国：吾乃刘琦 Jiu Shu Ci久舒辞Historical164k WordsCompleted [No System] [Political Intrigue and Scheming] [Building an Elite Cavalry and Infantry] [Cold Weapon Duels] [A Rich Sense of Three Kingdoms History] [Massive Infantry and Cavalry Battles] [Marrying Beauties, but Not as a Womanizer] [Dedicated Civil Officials and Loyal Generals] [A Kinsman of the Han Imperial House, Rebuilding the Han Dynasty Three Times] A modern special forces soldier and PhD in Three Kingdoms history transmigrates as Liu Qi, eldest son of Liu Biao, governor of Jingzhou. Inside, 268Reads—Score—Shelves

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    [No System][No Harem][Concise Plot][Logically Sound][Political Intrigue][Chaotic World Struggle for Supremacy][Military and Farming][Cold Weapon Battlefield][One-on-One Duels with Generals] Liu Qi, a modern special forces soldier and PhD in Three Kingdoms history, transmigrates into the body of Liu Qi, the eldest son of the governor of Jingzhou. His father, Liu Biao, is suspicious and distrustful, and Cai Mao suppresses and persecutes him; a moment's carelessness could cost him his life in Xiangyang. How will he escape Xiangyang, build his own elite army, retake Xiangyang, seize the governorship of Jingzhou, and ultimately dominate the chaotic Three Kingdoms era?

16. 716 假 Fake Eunuch: I Am the Ming Dynasty's Ninth-Thousand-Year Lord 假太监：我乃大明九千岁 Ninth Day, Tenth Month初九元十Historical7.0M WordsOngoing [Mythic Great Ming] [Alternate History] [High Martial] [Great Ming] [No System] Yang Fan transmigrates to the Great Ming Dynasty and becomes a lowly eunuch, witnessing with his own eyes the grand, turbulent age of humanity! A dynasty that has endured for millennia, immortal aristocratic families, heroes of the martial world, mighty commoners, and dragons and serpents rising together! If that's how it is, then I, Yang Fan, will become the greatest man under heaven! I'll shatter the clouds and bec 130.7kReads9.2Score12.8kShelves
17. 717 明 Late Ming Qinhuai: New Songs from the Flower Boat Shake the Realm 明末秦淮：花船新曲震山河 Zhe Yuan喆元Ancient Romance438k WordsCompleted [Transmigrate Into a Deadly Predicament + Cheat Space + Strong Female Lead Building a Business] The moment I opened my eyes, I’d crushed the son of a Ming official, and a knife was already at my throat! Luckily, a scar on my wrist concealed a modern laboratory. A stun gun took down the brute, and I even had a bar management manual! Other people transmigrate and get caught up in palace intrigue. I went to the Qinhuai River and brought a run-down pleasure boat back to life. The girls from the lowe 102Reads—Score—Shelves

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    Three completed historical novels are presented here.

18. 718 全 After My Entire Dorm Transmigrated, I Became a Eunuch 全寝一起穿越后我成了太监 Black Tea Pork Chop红茶小排Historical709k WordsCompleted [Early chapters focus on everyday life and romance, court politics, and schemes; later chapters center on nation-building and getting things done. Ensemble cast, fictional dynasty] Room 404 in the men's dorm at Lutai University was shared by four students from different majors. With graduation just around the corner, the four agreed to get together for one last drink. After several rounds, they passed out. When they woke up, they had found themselves in a fictional era. The eldest, Shi Yan, had 201Reads8.3Score—Shelves
19. 719 大 The Great Song’s Industrial Liangshan 大宋之工业梁山 Zhe Yuan喆元Historical230k WordsCompleted A collection of trope-defying scenes: Wu Song doesn’t fight a tiger; he’s a righteous man from Hangzhou in the historical records. Ximen Qing isn’t some domineering CEO, but a shy top student devoted to medical research. And there’s more: Hu Sanniang isn’t a bold heroine of the martial world, but an artsy young woman. What about Pan Jinlian? As it turns out, she’s the little maid who follows Sanniang around... Wang Yifan transmigrates to a different Liangshan. Watch as he stirs up a storm of blo 77Reads—Score—Shelves
20. 720 千 A Thousand Years of Turmoil 千年沧桑 M Stardust xM星尘xRural Life259k WordsCompleted A work by my late father: A History of the Shui People’s Flight. During the Tang and Song dynasties, Guangxi was a remote region in the southwest, home to many ethnic groups and known as a land where the Hundred Yue peoples dwelled. Local officials and soldiers ruled with tyranny, leaving the Sui people, also known as the Shui, and other ethnic minorities in dire straits. As a result, peasant uprisings broke out frequently in the area. The most notable was the largest and most far-reaching upri 5Reads—Score—Shelves

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    💐💐This new historical fiction book is an excellent read, both in terms of immersion and plot development. 🌈It has a strong pace, no major flaws, and is full of foreshadowing and plot twists. I highly recommend this book.

21. 721 朝 A Hound of the Imperial Court? You’ve Never Faced the Six Fan Gate’s Blades 朝廷鹰犬？没挨过六扇门的刀 Tian Yan天衍Eastern Fantasy5.8M WordsOngoing Also known as: Six Doors: Confiscating Estates and Wiping Out Clans [Transmigrate into a book + ruthless and decisive + single or no heroine] Reality isn’t a game, nor is it a storybook. Reality has rules, and breaking them brings retribution. My name is Li Jun Su. I paid the price for breaking the rules. After that, I was reborn. Unlike the real world, this world was dominated by martial arts, and the path to immortality flourished. Power mattered more than authority. The Great Qian Dyna 65.9kReads9.2Score4.8kShelves
22. 722 穿 Transmigrating to the Early Tang Dynasty to Build a Different Kind of Golden Age 穿越初唐打造另类盛世 Zhe Yuan喆元Historical790k WordsCompleted [On the Bloody Night at Xuanwu Gate, He Crashed Through History in an Off-Road RV] An earthquake in Tibet tore open space and time, sending retired combat engineer Yao Kem in and his vehicle tumbling into the ninth year of Wude. Before Xuanwu Gate, Li Shimin’s sword was aimed at the crown prince. The cold gleam of its edge met the roar of the diesel engine as Yao’s vehicle surged forward. As drones skimmed over Chang’an, the lost bronze gears of the Mohists meshed perfectly with the patterns o 302Reads—Score—Shelves
23. 723 曹 Cao Cao, Emperor Taizu of Wei: A Transmigration Handbook 曹操，魏太祖穿越手册 Blue-and-White Striped Cat蓝白条纹猫Historical464k WordsCompleted #Transmigrate to the Three Kingdoms #A Liberal Arts Graduate’s Rise #No System I’m a PhD in history, and I’ve been reborn as Cao Cao. Click to read how a modern office worker reshapes the Han Empire. 257Reads—Score—Shelves

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    "If Cao Cao Could Live Again | He Would Completely Rewrite the Thousand-Year Landscape of Northern China" This isn't the Three Kingdoms you imagine! This is a story of a modern soul transmigrating into Cao Cao's body, determined to reverse all regrets: ✅ Save his eldest son ✅ Keep his strategists ✅ Eliminate treacherous officials ✅ Launch a northern expedition against the Wuhuan ✅ With his sword pointed towards the northern deserts, he not only wants to win the Battle of Guandu, but also to plant the Han flag on Lake Baikal! 🔥 The completed second volume, "The Battle of Guandu," features high-energy plot twists: · Transmigrated Cao Cao uses ancient tactics to his advantage · A series of reversals in a palace poisoning case · The true feelings between father, son, ruler, and minister in a chaotic world ❄️ The third volume, "The Northern Expedition Against the Wuhuan," will begin this autumn: · A cavalry battle on the snowy plains · A conquest of grassland tribes · An epic expansion of territory ↓ Click to enter Cao Cao's path to defying fate ↓ #NovelRecommendation #HistoricalAlternateRealm #TransmigratedCaoCao #PoliticalIntrigue #MaleFocusFeelingNovel #BattleofGuandu #NorthernExpedition #FollowUp

24. 724 古 The Ancient Book Restorer: Traveling Between Past and Present to Preserve Our Heritage 古籍修复师：我穿梭古今续文脉 Fortune Cat發财猫猫Urban107k WordsOngoing Urban fantasy + historical legacy + souls traveling through time + top-tier storytelling Ye Xiu, a graduate student specializing in the restoration of ancient books, restored a damaged, anonymous painting by hand to complete his thesis. The instant the restored painting came back to life, it dissolved into countless streaks of light that surged into his mind. From then on, Ye Xiu awakened the ability to trace the origins of China’s cultural legacy. He could travel back in spirit to the final mom —Reads—Score—Shelves

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    Rejecting superficial, fast-paced plots! This slow-burning, in-depth story meticulously portrays the inheritance of literary tradition, becoming more profound with each reading!

25. 725 开 Starting by Joining Liu Bei, I’m Mercilessly Humiliated! 开局投奔刘备，却被无情羞辱！ Mozi Says Nothing墨子不语Historical1.8M WordsCompleted [Ten Thousand Words a Day] [Alternate History + Strategy + Mythology] [Book One of a Trilogy] He transmigrated to a different version of the Three Kingdoms, a world of martial arts, mind cultivation, and secret realms, and became Xu Chu’s younger brother. But Xu Feng was born with blocked meridians, making him a martial arts washout! From the start, he planned to join Liu Bei in exchange for a mind-cultivation technique, only to be mercilessly humiliated and treated as a prop in a performance! E 2.8kReads8.9Score243Shelves
26. 726 穿 Transmigrating to Ancient Times: Marrying Three Princesses from Enemy States from the Start 穿越古代，开局迎娶三位敌国公主 V Young Master of the Fan FamilyV范家大少Historical2.0M WordsOngoing Xiao Ning transmigrates into the most useless of the Qing Kingdom’s six princes. His mother died early, he has no power or influence, and the throne has nothing whatsoever to do with him. The Crown Prince and the Second Prince fight to the death for the throne, while the officials scramble to choose sides. Xiao Ning just wants to lie flat and give up trying: listen to music at the pleasure quarters, train beautiful women, invent things and make a fortune, and become a carefree prince who eats, d 72.4kReads7.6Score8.6kShelves

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    Something lighthearted! The kind that will make you laugh out loud in the middle of the night! [Please follow!]

27. 727 赵 The Song Dynasty: My Father Is Su Dongpo 赵宋之世：家父苏东坡 Cold Crows at Chu Temple楚庙寒鸦Historical607k WordsCompleted He transmigrates back to the Northern Song Dynasty. His father is Su Shi, and the family has just left Dongpo in Huangzhou. Things finally seem to be looking up. But thanks to Su Dongpo’s notorious sharp tongue and habit of getting into trouble, in just a few years the family will be banished again and again, heading south to explore its cuisine. He is Su Guo, the son who historically followed his father all the way from Huizhou to Danzhou. That year, Su Guo is thirteen; one year remains before 3.3kReads9.1Score292Shelves

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    I transmigrated into the body of Su Shi's youngest son, becoming Wang Anshi's disciple. I continued his reforms, recovering lost territories. I argued with my father. I tried to save the Xia dynasty from collapse. The ending was a bit abrupt, though. It's still a good historical novel, but not far-fetched. It's written in accordance with historical facts.

28. 728 嘉 Emperor Jiaqing: Turmoil in an Era of Preserving the Status Quo 嘉庆皇帝：守成时代的风雨飘摇 Good Fortune and Happiness Beijing吉祥如意北京Historical460k WordsCompleted At a pivotal moment when the Qing dynasty was turning from prosperity to decline, one emperor remained shrouded in the mists of history. He inherited the fading glory of the “Qianlong Golden Age,” yet faced a dynasty riddled with hidden problems. He was determined to reform and root out corruption, but struggled to overcome the deep-seated rigidity of the system. He was the last “guardian of the dynasty’s legacy” in Chinese history, and a firsthand witness to the first signs of crisis on the eve 2.2kReads7.4Score116Shelves

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    Recommended historical novels: Excellent historical novels based on true historical events, with vivid characters and moving, authentic stories!

29. 729 召 Summoning System: I Started as a Bandit and Conquered the World 召唤系统：从土匪开始称霸天下 Qing Feng倾枫Historical618k WordsOngoing Over-the-top characters make unexpected appearances!! If you don't like that, don't leave a bad review! [Summoning]+ [System]+ [Unexpected appearances]+ [Over-the-top characters]+ [Conquest]+ [Lord]+ [No bleeding-heart heroine]+ [Decisive and ruthless] Reborn as the chieftain of a stronghold on Turtle Mountain, he is attacked right away. Fortunately, he activates a card-summoning System. “Xiang Yu, Yue Fei, Li Yuanba, Li Cunxiao! Wipe them out!” 250Reads6.4Score—Shelves

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    Historical figures from various dynasties are randomly appearing! It's off the charts! Calling all!

30. 730 火 A Hotpot Through the Ages 火锅春秋 Peas Found a Circle豌豆遇了圆Historical477k WordsOngoing The state is founded on its people, and the people put food first. Transmigrating into the turbulent Spring and Autumn period, a master chef stirs up the world. Follow the protagonist across the river of time as, armed with culinary skills and the Zuo Zhuan, he rewrites the course of Chinese civilization and creates an epic “Spring and Autumn of Fine Food”! 38Reads—Score—Shelves

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    I recommend two books. One is a new book, a historical food novel. The other is a completed fantasy/xianxia (martial arts) novel. Please review them after reading!

31. 731 未 Unknown Realization 未知领悟 Mo Yaoshu墨要输Historical247k WordsOngoing After Qin Shi Huang unifies the six kingdoms, he searches for the secret to immortality, refining elixirs and seeking immortals overseas. Ten-year-old Chen Wei and his companions enter Xianyang to sell medicinal stones, setting off on a fantastical journey of growth. Here you’ll find the ingenious craftsmen of the Mohists, the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams of the Yin-Yang School, the Four Books and Five Classics of the Confucians, and the Thirty-Six Stratagems of the strategists. There are ma 1Reads—Score—Shelves

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    The Qin Dynasty unified China, emperors sought immortality, and a hundred schools of thought contended! A 10-year-old boy accidentally wandered into Xianyang, unexpectedly becoming embroiled in the secrets of immortality and the conflicts among the various schools of thought. He practiced alchemy, sought enlightenment, and learned military strategy. His path to growth is filled with the most vibrant world of martial arts and legends of the Qin Dynasty!

32. 732 大 Ming Secrets: The Worthless Rule the Land 大明秘闻，刍狗当道 The Skipping Rabbit溜溜的兔子Historical1.3M WordsCompleted [Schemes and Intrigue] [Dark Power Struggles] [Imperial Palace Secrets] [The Shifting Nature of Humanity] [No System, Not Pure Wish Fulfillment] [No Idiots, No Dumbing Down] The Zhu Ming Dynasty was once the world's wealthiest, strongest, and most populous feudal dynasty, ruled by absolute imperial authority with power balanced to perfection. But the Zhu Ming Dynasty also bore every sign of an impending dynastic collapse: land seized into the hands of a few, the treasury in ruins, border threats 2.1kReads8.8Score171Shelves

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    I estimate that most history buffs have read these, but I'd also like to recommend one more: Tang Dynasty engineering student, Zhenguan Three Hundred Years (I haven't bought the persimmons yet).

33. 733 鬼 Dawn Over Guigu 鬼谷破晓传 Peas Found a Circle豌豆遇了圆Eastern Fantasy2.5M WordsCompleted [Traditional wuxia fantasy, no System, no transmigration, no fanfiction, no wild flights of fancy, rich historical knowledge, tightly plotted story, a tribute to traditional martial arts, a work of conscience] One thought separates ascension from demonic corruption. Defy the heavens, and live forever, undying. If you ask where the path to immortality lies, look to the ninefold Kunlun, ninefold abyss. A young swordsman bearing the weight of his family's vengeance ventures through the martial worl 3kReads8.7Score339Shelves
34. 734 皇 Hong Taiji: The Founding Emperor of the Qing Dynasty 皇太极：清朝开国皇帝 Good Fortune and Happiness Beijing吉祥如意北京Historical332k WordsCompleted Emperor Hong Taiji: Founder of the Qing Dynasty follows the extraordinary life of Hong Taiji, the founding emperor of the Qing Dynasty. From the birth of the eldest son in Hetu Ala in 1592 to Hong Taiji's death in Shengjing in 1643, the book vividly portrays his transformation from a young beile to Emperor Taizong of the Great Qing. He fought alongside his father as a youth and first distinguished himself at the Battle of Sarhu. After succeeding to the throne, he abolished old practices, establi 5.1kReads7.9Score130Shelves
35. 735 大 Great Ming: Bandit General, Sage of War, Great Rebel 大明，山贼大将军，兵圣大反贼 The Skipping Rabbit溜溜的兔子Historical1.6M WordsCompleted [No mindless characters, no pure power fantasy] [The dark side of human nature in the halls of power] [The truth behind the Ming emperors' frequent untimely deaths] [Monsters and demons at the end of a dynasty] [Cunning] [Scheming for the realm] The Ming Dynasty is incredibly unlucky: internal strife, foreign threats, natural disasters, man-made calamities, fiscal collapse, factional infighting... every condition for a dynasty's fall has come together. In the first year of the Taichang reign, a 2.6kReads8.4Score206Shelves
36. 736 雍 The Yongzheng Dynasty: A Storm of Reform in the Forbidden City 雍正王朝：紫禁城里的改革风暴 Good Fortune and Happiness Beijing吉祥如意北京Historical295k WordsCompleted Late one night at the Garden of Tranquil Spring, Kangxi died. Longkodo announced the decree, the Eighth Prince's faction stirred in the shadows, and Yinsi's brother Yinti confronted him in fury. The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, ascended the throne as the Yongzheng Emperor amid rumors that he had altered the edict and usurped the throne, facing the corrupt bureaucracy and empty treasury Kangxi had left behind. During his thirteen years on the throne, he was a lonely reformer: battling the Eighth Princ 3.1kReads7.5Score100Shelves
37. 737 梦 Dreams Shattered in the Dying Tang Dynasty 梦碎残唐 Ye Xue'an叶雪庵Historical467k WordsCompleted Set against the turbulent reigns of Emperor Xizong and Emperor Zhaozong of Tang, this novel explores the tangled power struggles of the late Tang court: factional strife, rampant eunuch power, and the warlords’ campaigns to suppress rebellions. Through upheavals that shook the realm, including the Huang Chao Rebellion, chaos in Guanzhong, the siege of Fengxiang, and the warlords’ struggle for supremacy, it paints a portrait of a world in turmoil on the eve of the Tang dynasty’s final decline. Th 19Reads—Score115Shelves

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    1. Looking for a realistic portrayal of the late Tang Dynasty? "The Shattered Dream of the Late Tang" chronicles the period from the Tongchang funeral to the fall of the Tang Dynasty, packed with palace coups and uprisings! 2. Reject mindless time travel! "The Shattered Dream of the Late Tang" covers all the power struggles, peasant uprisings, and regional warlord conflicts of the late Tang Dynasty. 3. The Tongchang funeral foreshadows the decline and fall of the Tang Dynasty; Zhu Wen's usurpation of power leads to the final outcome. Read the hardcore Tang history novel "The Shattered Dream of the Late Tang" for free!

38. 738 新 New Song: Colonizing Australia 新宋：殖民澳大利亚 The Heavenly Eye Surveys the World天眼观世界Historical334k WordsOngoing [Sailing Adventure Travelogue] [Homesteading] [Large-Scale Group Survival] [No System] [Finance and Trade] [Kublai Khan, have you heard of Hayek's invisible hand?] A modern sailing blogger transmigrates to the Southern Song Dynasty's Battle of Yashan aboard a one-person sailboat. Facing execution, he has no choice but to claim he is a divine envoy and lead the Song Dynasty to Australia. Afterward, he establishes futures markets, banks, stock markets, and an East India Company, taking control of 18.5kReads6.9Score1.7kShelves

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    Take a look at this one; the villains are all incredibly intelligent.

39. 739 少 The Young Emperor: Shunzhi 少年天子：顺治皇帝 Good Fortune and Happiness Beijing吉祥如意北京Historical311k WordsCompleted This novel vividly recounts the short life of Fulin, the first emperor after the Qing entered the Pass. He ascends the throne at six, a puppet ruler under Dorgon’s regency, quietly gathering strength to rule in his own right amid the power struggles between Shengjing and the Forbidden City. After taking power at fourteen, he promotes a policy of “governing the Han with Han,” appoints Han officials, revises the laws, and attempts to “spread the tax burden across the population.” Yet conservative 5.5kReads7.8Score100Shelves
40. 740 明 A Late Ming Revolutionary Reorganizes the Ranks and Handcrafts a Mortar 明末觉醒分子重组，手搓迫击炮 I Don't Know Anything撒也不会啊Historical1.8M WordsOngoing History's unluckiest transmigrator starts out as a refugee in northern Shaanxi at the end of the Ming dynasty. Just as he thinks he's about to die on arrival, his “molecular restructuring” cheat comes online! Any substance can be rewritten; any structure can be rearranged! Hungry? Restructure cellulose into glucose and turn weeds into porridge! The original grain seeds yield too little? Induce genetic mutations in the seeds and harvest three thousand jin per mu! The Tartar cavalry is formidable? 44.7kReads8.1Score4.9kShelves

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    This book is quite good. It has the background of a time-travel historical novel, as well as the hope of the Industrial Revolution to build a new world. The protagonist is intelligent and capable. It's a very high-quality book!

41. 741 游 Games Descend Upon the Ten Thousand Dynasties: The First Emperor Farms Dungeons 游戏降临万朝：祖龙刷爆副本 Yu Yibao Yuan钰壹宝缘Historical1.1M WordsCompleted Xiao Mu, a trainee administrator for the Myriad Dynasties livestream System, causes a huge disaster on its very first day on the job. With one slip of its hand, it broadcasts Emperor Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng's daily life to every dynasty. Ying Zheng himself has no idea. And so, the Han, Tang, Ming, and other dynasties all get to watch the First Emperor attend court, review memorials, reprimand ministers, and tour the palace. The comments go from fear to fan worship: “He isn't reviewing memorials 2.8kReads—Score237Shelves

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    Absolutely high quality. Super beautiful. All top-quality items! Highly recommended!

42. 742 史 The Most Ferocious Startup Team in History 史上最猛创业团队 Yu Ao余敖Historical376k WordsCompleted Core Concept Using the official historical timeline as the backbone and anecdotes from unofficial histories and folk legends as the flesh, this story recounts the century of upheaval from the rise to the fall of the Yuan dynasty in a witty, humorous style. It depicts both the schemes and campaigns of emperors and generals and the everyday joys and sorrows of ordinary people, bringing to life a dynasty that has been misunderstood yet is rich in legend. Target Style Lighthearted without distorting 1Reads—Score—Shelves

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    Foreword: If someone were to ask, which is the most formidable "entrepreneurial team" in history? The answer must be—the Mongol cavalry. And the founder of this team was Temujin, whose beginnings were nothing short of hellish. His father was dead, his family destroyed, and he was abandoned by all, with only a widowed mother and a few young siblings by his side. Forget about dominating the grasslands; just surviving was a blessing from heaven. But Temujin refused to accept his fate. No food to eat? Then he would steal! No horses to ride? Then he would take them! No allies? Then he would recruit them! With his ruthless, death-defying spirit, he carved a bloody path through piles of corpses. His sworn brother Jamukha betrayed him, and he retaliated with gritted teeth; his enemy, the Tatar tribe, pursued him, and he sought revenge through a roundabout route. Every fall made him stronger. In 1206 AD, at the Onon River Assembly, when the title "Genghis Khan" resounded across the grasslands, Temujin looked at his subjugated people and smiled. He knew that his era had arrived. An empire spanning Eurasia, once the largest in history (reaching 45 million square kilometers), was about to unfold under his iron hooves. —The Complete Book (1162-1368) (Seven Volumes) Volume One: The Young Eagle of the Steppe Soars Through the Sky (1162-1206) —Temujin Unifies Mongolia— Chapter One: A Child Descends on the Banks of the Onon River, Blood Stains His Hand and He Decides His Life I'll also learn from Dangnian Mingyue; let's start with a file. Name: Borjigin Temujin Former Names: None Nicknames: Young Eagle of the Steppe (early years), Genghis Khan (from 1206) Family Background: Noble of the Mongol Qiyan tribe, son of a tribal leader Birth and Death: 1162-1227 Motto: He who can manage a family can manage a country; he who can lead the masses can become an emperor. Major Achievements: Unified the Mongol tribes, established the Great Mongol State, promulgated the Great Yassa, created the chiliarchy and the Kheshig (imperial guard). Life Experience: Born on the banks of the Onon River in 1162, Temujin was born with blood clots in his hands. At the age of nine in 1171, he was betrothed to Börte by his father. His father, Yesugei, was poisoned by the Tatars, and the tribe disintegrated. From 1171 to 1180, he and his mother, Hoelun, endured hardship, repeatedly pursued by the Taichud tribe, forging a resilient will. In 1180, he married Börte, but she was later abducted by the Merkit tribe, beginning his path of revenge. In 1181, he joined forces with Wang Khan and Jamukha to defeat the Merkit tribe, rescuing Börte and establishing his power… In 1206, at the Onon River confluence, he was honored as "Genghis Khan," establishing the Mongol Empire and completing the unification of the country. Main text: The most formidable entrepreneurial team in history—the Mongol Empire: The Yuan Dynasty's story—The Blood-Clotted Pride of Heaven, the Rise of the Steppe (1162) The Mongolian steppe has always been a turbulent land. Tribes clustered together, feuds raged, one day you steal a few sheep from me, the next day I'll wipe out your entire battalion—life was utterly chaotic. But hidden within this chaos was a ruthless figure who would change the fate of the grasslands—our protagonist, the Borjigin Temujin (Genghis Khan). Spring, 1162 AD.

43. 743 永 Emperor Yongle: The Iron-Blooded Throne and a Grand Vision of Prosperity 永乐大帝：铁血王座与盛世宏图 Good Fortune and Happiness Beijing吉祥如意北京Historical210k WordsCompleted As we turn the pages of Ming dynasty history, the Yongle Emperor, Zhu Di, is undoubtedly one of its most controversial and legendary rulers. A prince of the imperial family, he raised an army to quell the rebellion and seized the throne amid the flames of war. After ascending the throne, he devoted himself to governing and ushered in the “Yongle Golden Age,” yet his iron-fisted methods and centralized rule also left their mark on history. Spanning the years from 1360 onward, this book is divided 877Reads7.8Score—Shelves
44. 744 驯 Taming Qin 驯秦记 Min Xi忞兮Historical508k WordsCompleted What he intends to tame is not the Six States, but the all-consuming war machine itself. The iron cavalry of Great Qin tramples mountains and rivers, its fearsome army sweeping all before it. In this vast war machine, where heads taken earn merit and destruction fuels its advance, Bai Yan, a young Qin general who crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, gives rise to an almost arrogant idea: to tame Qin. Not to rebel, but to bring it to heel. To place the reins of reason on this sa 23Reads—Score—Shelves

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    A thrilling historical romance filled with political intrigue, the underrated gem, *The Taming of Qin*, tells the story of a world where everyone strives for the path of kings and nobles, but we, the heroes, will take charge of the Qin Dynasty. The plot is captivating and immersive. #TheTamingofQin #HistoricalRomance #HistoricalNovel #HiddenGems

45. 745 皇 An Emperor Transmigrates to the Modern Era: Behold the Everlasting Prosperity of China 皇帝穿越现代：看我华夏盛世永昌 Let's Just Call Her Yingying就叫莹莹吧Urban376k WordsOngoing [Alternate History]+ [Emperors Transmigrate Together]+ [Ancient-to-Modern Transmigration]+ [Wild Imagination]+ [Just Here for the Fun]+ [Loving Father, Respectful Son] This book is also known as: How to Make Five Yuan Last Eight Days; One New Way to Get Scammed Every Day; City Life: I Just Want to Lie Flat, So How Did I Become a Billionaire?; Showbiz: I’m an Emperor, Is It Really So Strange That I Became a Professional Emperor?; Go Master: From Substitute to World Champion The big trucking compa 2.1kReads8.1Score133Shelves

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    This is a historical ensemble piece where all the emperors are transported to the modern era, living in the same neighborhood. They start with just a cell phone, little money, and no job, relying entirely on their own efforts. They have a system, but it only provides small rewards and is used to purchase summoning cards and time-travel cards, so its presence is minimal. There will be scenes of summoning historical figures and traveling back in time to rewrite history. Aside from Emperor Gaozong (Li Zhi) and Empress Wu Zetian, there are no romantic pairings. Some emperors may find partners and get married, but this is only briefly mentioned. Those interested can check it out.

46. 746 重 Winning the World Again 重赢天下 Xu Lei徐累Historical587k WordsCompleted As the last ruler of the Li Dynasty faces the fall of his country, Qin Jianzhi transmigrates to the dynasty’s founding era. The founding emperor, Qin Youde, is still just a local warlord. Qin Jianzhi discovers that his great-grandfather, praised by the history books as a brilliant and mighty ruler, loves drinking and bragging and has no grand ambitions. His great-grandmother, Min Jiyue, is a fiery, stingy rich girl, while the legendary war god Chunyu Guxing is actually a delicate young woman. Ev 376Reads7.7Score—Shelves

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    I recommend this book!

47. 747 携 Rising to Power with the Emperor’s Sister-in-Law, I’m Invincible Under Heaven 携皇嫂逆袭，我无敌于天下 Knowing How It Is知其然Historical1.8M WordsCompleted Li Chen transmigrates and immediately falls into a shocking conspiracy. His three elder brothers died fighting for their country. A powerful court official falsified the battle reports, pinning all the blame for the defeat on me and planning to take my head to stabilize the court. Just as I'm about to be sentenced to death, three secret letters from my brothers arrive in the hands of my three sisters-in-law, the emperor's widows. A woman general from a family of military commanders who once foug 2.1kReads8.6Score262Shelves

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    A high-quality historical fantasy novel! 🔥A soldier king from Earth transmigrates to ancient times, becoming the sixth prince. The first, second, and third princes all die right at the start. The male protagonist inherits the lives of three imperial sisters-in-law! The first sister-in-law possesses unparalleled martial arts skills! The second sister-in-law is unmatched in medicine and poison! The third sister-in-law is exceptionally intelligent! The male protagonist is the man behind them all!

48. 748 五 The Five Hu: From the Start, Thirty Thousand Han Men Stand Firmly by Fu Jian 五胡：开局三万一钱汉，死保苻坚 Shi Moke Studies History史墨客看历史Historical888k WordsCompleted [Hardcore Ensemble Cast + Power Plays and Conquest + Conquering the World + No System] "Tell me, in this land today, whose world is it really?" During the Upheaval of the Five Barbarians, Han lives were worth less than grass. A life was worth just one coin. Xiao Yun transmigrates into this world and, from the start, rescues Fu Jian, who is under siege. Others hold the emperor hostage to command the lords. He holds the Heavenly King hostage to command the world! Fu Jian gives him military authori 2kReads8.2Score102Shelves

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    It's logically sound and uses detailed historical sources, requiring critical thinking to read, which meets your requirements.

49. 749 大 Great Ming: Is My Son Yuanzhang Trying to Kill Me? 大明：吾儿元璋要杀我？ Min Xi忞兮Historical706k WordsCompleted Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang always calls himself “your humble son” in my presence. The officials of the court all urge him, “Your Majesty, how can you remain beneath another for so long?” But he only looks at me and says respectfully, “Without my righteous adoptive father, how could I, Chongba, be where I am today?” What they don’t know is that beneath my pillow, I’ve kept the three cups of poisoned wine he gave me… 506Reads—Score—Shelves
50. 750 我 I, General Pan Feng: First I’ll Slay Hua Xiong, Then Conquer the World 我上将潘凤：先斩华雄再平天下 Treasure Hunter of the Great Desert大漠探宝人Historical251k WordsOngoing “I have the mighty general Pan Feng, who can slay Hua Xiong!” I transmigrated into the Three Kingdoms era as Pan Feng, and from the start, I heard my death sentence. Everyone thought I was doomed, but I slew Hua Xiong with one swing of my axe and shocked the warlords across the land… A man who sells straw sandals, a butcher, and a fugitive. And me, the “Peerless General” mocked by history for a thousand years. We vowed to restore the Han dynasty and bring peace to the land. Everyone laughed and 242Reads—Score—Shelves

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    I have General Pan Feng, who can not only slay Hua Xiong, but also Lu Bu, Xu Chu, Xiahou Dun, Xiahou Yuan, Cao Ren, Cao Hong... The whole story is fast-paced, packed with exciting moments, and the humor is natural and not awkward. The political intrigue and strategic battles are also on point. [Angry] If you like Three Kingdoms themes, underdog stories, and lighthearted, enjoyable reads, just go for it! [Laughing and crying]

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