Any Novels with a Strongly Patriotic Feel? 有没有比较红色的小说？

257 从 Building a Red America, Starting on a Plantation 从种植园开始建立红色美利坚 Keke Toluofusiji可可妥罗夫斯基Historical253k WordsOngoing He wakes up to find himself the only son of a Southern slaveholding family in the Confederate States of nineteenth-century Colombia. With a hellish civil war on the horizon and “freedom” and “oppression” everywhere he looks, Arthur Hamilton decides to bring a little taste of the East to this untamed land. Betray his class. Free the slaves. Unite all the oppressed. From plantations to Wall Street, from the Appalachian Mountains to the West Coast. When “The Internationale” rings across North Ameri —Reads—Score—Shelves

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The super popular new book is amazing!

258 醒 Will Hearing Love Stories Kill Me After I Wake Up? 醒来后，听见爱情故事就会死？ Hearing the Bell at the Mountain Temple山寺闻钟11k WordsCompleted Do I Die If I Hear a Love Story After Waking Up? 9Reads—Score—Shelves

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How about trying this? Don't let the title fool you; after the incredible plot twist, it's all red (meaning extremely positive), and the scope is absolutely huge.

259 民 Republican Era: Pledging My Heart to the Country 民国：山河为聘 Mousey Loves Digging Pits鼠鼠爱挖坑Two Female Leads173k WordsCompleted Lin Qingyan (public identity: “Lin Qingyan,” an overseas Chinese returning to China): 21, a modern woman with a PhD in economics. After transmigrating, she binds to the National Fortune Reform System. She disguises herself as a man for convenience, is calm and rational, and excels at strategic planning. Shen Yunshu: 23, the true power behind a Jiangnan textile family. Open-minded but forced into widowhood at a young age, she quickly realizes Lin Qingyan's true gender and is gradually drawn to he 1Reads—Score—Shelves

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Red novels [laughs]

260 从 Industrialization in Another World: Starting from Scratch 从零开始的异世界工业 As a Child, I Was Like a Cat儿时像只猫Eastern Fantasy3.9M WordsCompleted [The Rise of the Red Demon] [Germany] [Soviet Union] [Magic] [War] [Tech Tree] [Beast-Eared Girls] No System, no wise old mentor, just the memories of a mechanical engineer who loves technology. My name is Leon. I’m from Earth, but a truck sent me to a world full of magic, where I became a lowly lord exiled to the legendary wasteland known as the Land of Sin. I thought that was the end of it, until the moment I arrived in the Land of Sin. That was when I realized: an era that belongs to me, that 8.6kReads8.3Score826Shelves

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Bao Hong's Brother

261 大 The Iron-Boned Ming, Zhu Qizhen the Fortress Emperor 大明硬骨头，堡宗朱祁镇 Book Silkworm书蚕虫Historical204k WordsOngoing [No System, no golden finger, no overpowered protagonist, no crushing everyone with brute force] On the eve of the Tumu Crisis, he transmigrates as Zhu Qizhen and is emperor for just one day. Why did Zhu Qizhen clear Wang Zhen's name? Was the Zhu Qizhen who returned to power in history really the same man? Did the Ming dynasty truly begin its decline with him? Of the sixteen Ming emperors, how many met a clear-cut end? He must survive first. Only then can he think about anything else. With three 729Reads—Score117Shelves

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The protagonist, a quintessential successor to communism, transmigrates into the body of Zhu Qizhen, yet wields the powerful weapon of a "people's historical perspective," propelling the Ming Dynasty to its zenith and ensuring China's eternal prosperity...

262 穿 Transmigrated to 1936: I Am the Soviet Union 穿越1936，我是苏维埃联盟 Nagato Yuki General長門有希大将Anime Fanfiction181k WordsOngoing January 1, 1936. The Soviet Union, a workers' state born from the October Revolution, had weathered eighteen years of turmoil. The Bolsheviks had profoundly transformed the country, and the tide of industrialization was reshaping the Union to its very core. The passion of hundreds of millions of people would propel the Union toward the future. And what can we do? Storms from within and without are drawing near. The Union is sure to rise! 13.5kReads—Score2.6kShelves

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This book is excellent. I haven't seen any other books on the Tomato platform that truly explain the history of the Soviet Union in the 1930s. Many are just veneers of palace intrigue. But this book is truly different.

264 我 A Corporate Drone in the Great Qing: Peaceful Chicken Warriors 我在大清当社畜之核平精英 Angry Xiaoqing愤小青Historical2.0M WordsCompleted Ji Canghai thought the hardest part about transmigrating to the late Qing dynasty would be dealing with the foreign powers and the Qing court, until he saw his teammates: The assassin went to Siberia and became a commander; the political commissar joined the Qing court and became obsessed with getting promoted; the psychological warfare expert started telling Native Americans that a single spark can start a prairie fire. Their robotic dogs and drones transformed the battlefield, making artillery 53Reads—Score—Shelves

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Written by a child who grew up under the red flag

267 长 Surviving the Long March: Our Whole Company Depends on My Cooking Pot 长征求生，全连靠我一口锅 Millet Porridge Niuniu米粥妞妞Urban408k WordsOngoing [The Long March | Patriotism | Righting Past Regrets | Ensemble Cast | Tearjerker | Military History] Lin Bei, a discharged army cook, logs into the hyper-realistic VR game The Long March. He could have chosen assault trooper or scout. Instead, he picked the cooks’ squad. Scenario: the Songpan Grasslands. Difficulty: Hell. The comments erupted in laughter: “Worst class plus hardest scenario. He’s asking to die.” The laughter didn’t last long. The rice burned, and the veteran squad leader scraped 14Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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With a unique perspective, it doesn't depict the charge into battle, but rather the cooks saving the entire company, realistically portraying the despair of food shortages, bitter cold, and hunger during the Long March.

268 玄EN Fantasy: Starting Blind, I Cultivate with an Erhu 玄幻：开局瞎子，从拉二胡开始 Howling Gale哀嚎的狂风Eastern Fantasy1.7M WordsCompleted (The short drama is now streaming: Fantasy: Beginning with Two Springs Reflect the Moon) [Spending Life + Grinding and Lying Low] "Once a song breaks the heart, where in all the world can one find a kindred soul?" From the start, he transmigrated as a blind man and became a street musician. [Two Springs Reflect the Moon: LV2 (1/10000) Effect: Unblocks qi and blood, opens the meridians, dispels dampness, and warms the body] He is a blind street musician who wipes out an entire gang for 138.6kReads9.6Score14.4kShelves

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"A song that breaks the heart, where in the world can one find a kindred spirit?" He begins his life as a blind street performer, transmigrating into the body of a blind man. [Erquan Yingyue: LV2 (1/10000) Effect: Unblocks Qi and blood, clears meridians, dispels dampness and warms the body] 1.677 Million words completed. In this alternate history, he starts as a blind street performer who wipes out an entire gang for a single penny. He's also a drunkard who sleeps all day in a dilapidated temple. The dynasty has collapsed, heroes from all over the land are vying for power, and sects are independent. Gangs fight each other, and the land is in chaos. A blind street performer wanders through this chaos, weaving an untold story.

269 我 Building a Revolution in a Moe-Girl Three Kingdoms 我在萌娘三国搞革命建设 I'm Not an H Lolicon才不是h萝莉控Historical114k WordsOngoing Transmigration + System + Moe Three Kingdoms + farming + revolution + conquest + reborn + lighthearted + thriving on someone else's support. After transmigrating to the Three Kingdoms, Bai Ke was stunned: all the mighty generals were beast-eared girls, and the emperor was a little girl?! Looking at the scrawny catgirls and bunny girls, he pulled out the Militia Training Manual given to him by the System. This wasn't how things were supposed to go! While others raise armies, he recruits adorable —Reads—Score—Shelves

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I highly recommend this one. To be honest, it has relatively few words, but I found it quite enjoyable to read.

270 穿 Transmigrating to the Korean War: A Live-Streamed Comeback 穿越抗美援朝：直播逆袭之路 Wu Moli武沫丽Urban580k WordsCompleted The modern military enthusiast transmigrates into the role of a company commander in the 3rd Company, 1st Battalion, 355th Regiment, 386th Brigade, 39th Army. Combining modern military knowledge with his predecessor’s overseas education and combat experience, he uses a Korean War livestream System to secure supplies for the Chinese People’s Volunteers. He leads his unit as it grows through the flames of war, gradually transforming from a nervous newcomer to the battlefield into a seasoned senior 2Reads—Score—Shelves

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The first book was just okay; the system's logic had some issues. The rest focused more on history, which is always worth remembering [I also highly recommend it]. The second book is a very realistic novel about the Korean War. The author interviewed many veterans who participated, making it very authentic. Those who like this kind of story can check it out. The Korean War itself isn't portrayed realistically enough; many parts of the story after the Korean War couldn't be included due to subject matter restrictions, so it's only average. The later parts get a bit exaggerated.

271 2 Life in the Tang Dynasty for Two Million People 200万人的唐朝生活 Sydney Night Owl悉尼夜猫子Historical249k WordsOngoing In 620 CE, the third year of the Wude era under the Tang dynasty. Overnight, two million people from Tianhe District in Guangzhou, along with 137 square kilometers of land, were transported to the outskirts of Chang'an. They brought along 48 fighter jets and 6 transport planes from Cen Village Airport, as well as a combined-arms regiment that had been conducting exercises in the city. There was no power, no internet, and no signal. But the spark of modern civilization still burned. When Tang sco —Reads—Score—Shelves

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2 Million people traveled back to the Tang Dynasty

272 这 It's Tough to Get By in the Republic of China 这个民国不好混 Old Traveler in the Mountains山中老客Urban2.6M WordsCompleted [Pocket Dimension] [Republican Era] [War of Resistance Against Japan] [Common Folk] [Independent Operations] Qin Jin accidentally transmigrated to the Republican Era. He was no expert at civil war, but a seasoned hand at fighting foreign enemies. With a little pocket-dimension bug, he was going to see his schemes through to the end. Laughing through tears is life; laughing through tears is survival. The Republican Era might not be romantic, but it was definitely a wild ride! 1.6kReads8.5Score262Shelves

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This is the one!

274 红 The Red Political Path: The Road to the Top 红色仕途：巅峰之路 Green Little Apple青涩小苹果Urban1.2M WordsCompleted [Officialdom➕one heroine➕no System] The road to power has ten tiers, each fraught with danger. Taking charge of Donghai from the start, Zhou Yang advances one step at a time, determined to carve out his own path to success. He rises against the tide with unprecedented momentum and reaches the top. (This is the second book in the series. The first, at 3.2 million words, is complete and can be found on the author's page.) 24.3kReads9.3Score1.4kShelves

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Great book alert! Follow me and you'll never run out of reading material! The protagonist transmigrates to the late Eastern Han Dynasty. Although he doesn't have a system, he possesses knowledge from his past life, thus changing the future of the world. The protagonist leads the people to build a future China. The protagonist transmigrates to the past by accident at the beginning, and although the world collapses at the start, the protagonist with memories of the future quickly develops his power, changes the future of the world, and becomes the immortal Su Yi!

275 红 The Red Star Shines Across the Land 红星耀山河 Arctic Roasted Sweet Potato北极烤地瓜Urban2.6M WordsOngoing [The Red Army, the Long March, the War of Resistance Against Japan, the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, the Self-Defense Counterattack, Building a New China] In 2025, programmer Lin Chaoyang has hit rock bottom. He wakes up in northern Guizhou in early 1935, where a Red Army unit nurses him back to health. Transmigration has not only carried him into another era, it has also awakened his dormant potential: superb combat skills, exceptional battlefield first aid and sniping talents, an 374Reads6.3Score344Shelves

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Recommended patriotic books: [From the Long March and the War of Resistance Against Japan to the Founding of the People's Republic of China and the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea]. If a person, with modern knowledge and skills pushed to their limits, returned to the Long March, what could he change? What could he protect? This is the opening question of *Red Star Over the Rivers and Mountains*. The answer is: he could change many things. He could use a sniper rifle to kill the enemy leader at Baozuo, use his medical skills to save his comrades' lives on the grasslands, and even provide early warnings, allowing a famous general who should have sacrificed his life to survive. But he couldn't change much more. He couldn't change hunger, disease, and cold; he couldn't change the vast disparity in strength between the enemy and himself; and he couldn't change the fact that "sacrifice" itself was part of that history. Every "variable" he brought would, like butterfly wings, trigger a chain reaction in 2025—for better or worse, unpredictable. And he himself was profoundly changed by a soul from 1935. Chen Shugen, a cook who barely knew any characters and only knew that "the squad leader should eat last," taught this sophisticated egoist what "faith" meant with the simplest of beliefs. Therefore, this book is about the clash between "ability" and "faith." Fists can open a path to survival, but only faith can illuminate the human heart.

276 灵 Ling Cage: I'm Just an Ordinary Person 灵笼，我只是个普通人 Bald Rice Porridge没头发的稀饭Anime Fanfiction471k WordsCompleted When an ordinary person falls into the world of Spirit Cage... Ideals? Love? Or... death and indifference? In the apocalypse, can he, a mere mortal, struggle through endless agony... and fight to stay alive? Can he rely solely on his knowledge of the plot? Or will the clash between two worlds of thought forge a higher-dimensional perspective from which to survey the wasteland? 30Reads7.4Score—Shelves

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This is really popular! You can check out chapters 63, 94, and 115 beforehand.

277 浴 Reborn in the Flames: From a World in Chaos to Glory 浴火重生：从乱世走向辉煌 Cute Crocodile God萌萌的鼍神Urban1.4M WordsOngoing The rating has just come in, and it will rise later. Rebirth + alternate history + no System + resistance-war espionage A hundred-year-old man, Wang Anqing, dies alone amid the chaos of war... Reborn in the resistance-war era, he must start over from scratch. Watch how this teenage boy grows step by step, makes up for the regrets of his previous life, and ultimately rewrites his fate and history. 6.6kReads9.2Score433Shelves

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Yes, I'm recommending myself 😏 A centenarian veteran of the War of Resistance Against Japan is reborn back to the Anti-Japanese War era to save the country and its people. It's unsystematic, quite realistic, and written in a simple yet delicate style. The prototype is my maternal grandfather, as well as many other heroic figures from modern history. It has strong moral values and is full of patriotism. Thank you for your support 😊😊

278 赤 Red Blade at Dawn: Her Squad, Her Soldiers 赤刃破晓：她的团她的兵 Hedgehog with Glasses戴眼镜的刺猬Modern Romance398k WordsOngoing 1937. The land is shattered, and the rivers run red. Xiao Bai has eyes of different colors. After being parachuted into the 149th Regiment, she finds herself bound by three kinds of love in a world torn apart by war. Political commissar Fang Qiming’s protection is the quietest. He is always one step behind her, her strongest support in the flames of war and her partner in spirit. “Xiao Bai, I’m not the scabbard that restrains you. I’m the one who holds the blade alongside you.” Enemy officer Che 4Reads—Score—Shelves

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I'm recommending a newly written female-oriented, strong-willed, revolutionary novel about the War of Resistance against Japan! 💪🏻💪🏻 [Note] The timeline spans from the War of Resistance to the Liberation War. Watch the heterochromatic-eyed heroine, Xiaobai, rise from regimental commander to legend! [Heroine's growth story] There are also three parallel storylines: [A soulmate relationship with Political Commissar Fang] + [Fighting side-by-side with Chen Zheng, a Kuomintang soldier who is both an enemy and a friend] + [Top-tier care for her fellow soldiers] [shy][shy] The pairing is [BG]: pure love vs. Nemesis + occasional all-heroine moments~ [Got it] It leans towards a heavy historical tone! [No system, no cheat codes] The writing style is mature, the plot is long, and the initial draft took nearly five years to complete, so there will be many plot twists~~ Come check it out if you like this kind of story!! [Heart][heart]

280 老 The Veteran Never Falls 老兵不陨 San Shi, Scattered Immortal三石散仙Urban561k WordsCompleted A military historical novel based on real history, with no transmigration and no wish fulfillment. This is the story of a Chinese soldier's personal growth! It also vividly portrays the rise and expansion of the People's Army and the great Chinese nation reclaiming its former glory. Centered on the brothers Zhao Sheng and Zhao Yu, the novel follows several young people from northern Jiangsu whose lives take very different paths. The story begins in the turbulent years of the War of Resistance 756Reads—Score—Shelves

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Authentic and detailed, this is a veteran's coming-of-age story, a rare and authentic military novel on Tomato.

282 我 Is It Really So Strange to Build an Aircraft Carrier in a Feudal Dynasty? 我在封建王朝造航母很合理吧？ Miao Yunfeng苗云风Historical1.5M WordsCompleted [Otherworld + farming + naval warfare + no System + no harem] Li Yi was flung a hundred years into the past by the power of time and space from the East (author), becoming a disgraced prince exiled overseas. Luckily, he had the knowledge from his previous life and knew weapons development inside out, so he went straight into a shipbuilding frenzy. Battleships sailed in formation across the seas, carrier-based aircraft unleashed overwhelming firepower, radar and missiles struck hard, and deep-sea 267Reads9.0Score—Shelves

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The black lettering grew increasingly red the more you looked at it; it was truly awe-inspiring.

283 我 I Carry Out Land Reform in the Ming Dynasty 我在大明搞土改 Wang Yoga王瑜伽Historical237k WordsOngoing What should a STEM guy do if he transmigrates into his own thirteenth-generation ancestor? Learn from the predecessors who transmigrated before him and take their lessons to heart. Move from fighting alone to forming alliances for the public good, from land reform to political reform, and from the highest ranks of the nobility to a republic of the people. —Reads—Score—Shelves

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Red reforms, red information

284 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 303Reads—Score—Shelves

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Plot Preview – Chapter Twenty-Six: The First Battle at the Garrison Fortress June 12th, Zhenguan Year 6 – Longru Mountain Garrison Fortress This garrison fortress was not the "abandoned garrison fortress" Ashina Gudulu had described. Under the midday sun, the newly constructed fortress walls revealed dark gray patterns in the stone joints, indicating they were constructed using cement from the Feng River. After Yao Kemin lowered his binoculars, Wang Tieniu quickly reported, "We encountered bandit scouts five li outside the fortress. After firing warning shots, they not only didn't retreat but dared to retaliate. By the time we caught up, they had already retreated into the fortress. I estimate there are about three hundred enemy soldiers, and there are also civilians inside." "Could it be that the Dangxiang people have occupied this fortress?" Yao Kemin asked. "It doesn't seem like it. Judging from the repairs to the walls, it's the work of Han craftsmen. And only Han craftsmen would use Feng River cement." "Has the imperial court sent troops to garrison it?" Liu Rengui asked. "The court has no need to establish a military fort here," Wang Tieniu said, handing over a crossbow bolt. "When they reached the fort, they shot this down from the city wall." The steel stamp "Fenghe Bingshen" on the shaft was clearly visible. Liu Rengui scratched the arrowhead with his fingernail, and bluish-white fragments fell off: "Quenched steel mixed with Nanyang iron ore slag, exactly the type used to support the Northern Expedition in the third year of Zhenguan." A muffled bang came from afar, and smoke and dust erupted from the southeast corner of the fort. The accompanying craftsman, Lao Zhao, squinted: "Two hundred paces range, an old-style thunderclap cannon—the same kind we sold to the court back then." "The Wang family of Taiyuan!" Yao Kemin and Liu Rengui said in unison. "The battle is in your hands. Try not to expose the cannons," Yao Kemin instructed the two. On the 12th day of the sixth month of the sixth year of Zhenguan (649 AD), at the hour of Wei (1-3 PM), outside the Longru Mountain Garrison, the soldiers of the 3rd Company of the 1st Regiment shouted, "Load!" At Wang Tieniu's command, they all pulled out their paper-wrapped ammunition. Private Zhao Ergou, biting open a pouch, used too much force, spilling black powder everywhere. A veteran nearby immediately kicked him: "Idiot! This pouch is worth three work points!" The first volley of fire was chaotic. "Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sporadic gunfire sounded like firecrackers during the New Year. The 3rd Company Commander's face darkened—of the company's 120 flintlock muskets, more than 30 had misfired. Even worse, a cloud of white smoke suddenly rose from the 7th Platoon's position; a soldier's powder pouch had been ignited by a spark, burning him and causing him to roll on the ground. "Cease fire! Check the bolts!" Veins bulged on Wang Tieniu's forehead. He grabbed a malfunctioning pistol and discovered that the flint of the hammer had become loose—a result of the long march. At the beginning of the third hour of the lunar month, amidst the chaos of the battlefield, the private army in the fortress clearly noticed something amiss. "They've gone silent! Charge!" Over three hundred private soldiers clad in leather armor surged out from the west gate, the shields of the front rank prominently bearing the emblem of the Taiyuan Wang clan. This should have been perfect target practice, but the recruits of the regiment were in complete disarray. Some were busy reloading, some were crouching and repairing their bolts, and a few, terrified, threw grenades—the "Thor-Type 1" grenades blasted large craters in the open ground, without harming the enemy in the slightest. "Ready—fire!" Finally, half the company had finished reloading. This volley was at least somewhat professional, and more than twenty of the charging private soldiers fell instantly. But the reloading speed was three times slower than during training—not a single person remembered to use a barrel cleaning rod to compact the gunpowder. At the third quarter of the third hour of the lunar month, a bloody lesson was learned. "Ah! My eyes!" A soldier from the second company screamed and fell to the ground. This idiot, in the heat of the moment, had forgotten to remove the cleaning rod from the barrel before firing. The scorching flames from the gunpowder burned their eyes, causing them to drop their guns and roll on the ground. When the medics rushed over, they discovered something even more horrifying: at least a dozen soldiers had blisters on their right hands—the gun barrels had overheated after continuous firing, yet some had habitually touched them. "Is this the result of your six months of training?" Wang Tieniu kicked over an ammunition box. Dozens of misloaded lead bullets tumbled out of the box—the culprits behind the misfires were these careless logistics soldiers. At dusk, during the post-battle review, Yao Kemin silently reviewed the casualty report: Dead: 0 Wounded: 47 (39 of whom were due to friendly fire errors) Ammunition Consumed: An average of 28 rounds per soldier (training standard was 5 rounds per session), 150 grenades. Results: 87 enemy killed, 213 captured. "Fortunately, the enemy was just a private army," Liu Rengui sighed, wiping his blood-stained sword. The veteran general had to personally lead the cavalry to encircle the enemy to prevent the battle from becoming a joke. In the twilight, the Fenghe soldiers dejectedly cleaned up the battlefield. Someone discovered boxes of "Fenghe Bing Shen" arrows piled up in the garrison's granary—the very military supplies embezzled by the Wang family years before. This ironic discovery spoke volumes more than any battle report. On the 13th day of the sixth month of the sixth year of Zhenguan (636 AD), at Chenshi (7-9 AM), the morning mist had not yet dissipated from the Longru Mountain meadow, and dewdrops on the grass refracted into tiny golden light in the sunlight. The vanguard soldiers trudged across the ridge, their gun barrels dripping with condensation. Suddenly, the scout at the front raised his hand sharply—the sight before them made everyone hold their breath. The vast meadow, like a green ocean, rippled in the morning breeze. Thousands of horses were scattered among them, their coats gleaming like satin in the sunlight. They grazed leisurely on the lush grass, occasionally flicking their long tails to startle a few colorful butterflies. Without reins or saddles, these horses were as free as the mountain wind. At the edge of the meadow, a dozen or so low thatched huts stood askew, like carelessly discarded tattered baskets. Around the huts, hundreds of stable boys huddled together, staring in terror at the suddenly appearing army. "Good heavens..." A young musketeer murmured. These stable boys were almost naked. The men were emaciated, their waists wrapped in tattered animal skins; the women had no upper garments, only rough fur covering their lower bodies. Their disheveled hair was covered in grass clippings, their skin was covered in whip marks and grime, and the soles of their feet were thick as hooves—calluses from years of walking barefoot. Most chilling were their eyes. When the soldiers approached, these stable boys didn't kneel and beg for mercy, but instead huddled together like a frightened herd of animals. A child of about seven or eight years old clung tightly to his mother's leg, whimpering softly, but daring not to cry out loud. "Don't be afraid, we are Feng..." Wang Tieniu's words trailed off. He saw the scene behind the thatched hut—a strange smell of blood mixed with the stench of grass permeated the morning mist. When the scouts parted the last clump of bushes, a mass grave at the edge of the meadow came into view—seven corpses were piled radially, the top being a boy of about thirteen or fourteen. The army medic crouched down and used a dagger to pry open the boy's festering wound on his chest. "Judging by the extent of the festering, he's been dead for at least four or five days. The edges of the wound are torn..." He suddenly fell silent, picking half a rusty arrowhead from the rotting flesh. Wang Tieniu's pupils contracted sharply. He was all too familiar with this kind of three-edged arrowhead—standard equipment from the Northern Expedition in the third year of the Zhenguan era, the arrowhead should have been engraved with "Fenghe Bingshen," but now it had been deliberately filed down. "This is the execution ground for the Wang family's private army." Liu Rengui turned over the corpses with his scabbard. "The necks are broken, and there are signs of binding on the hands and feet..." His voice suddenly stopped. The last corpse's right hand was tightly clenched; when pried open, half a Kaiyuan Tongbao coin was clearly visible in the palm, the chisel marks on the edge exactly the same as the one Wu Meiniang had discovered yesterday. Suddenly, a heart-wrenching wail came from the direction of the thatched hut. A gaunt old stable boy rushed to the edge of the pit, his withered fingers trembling as he stroked the boy's bluish-purple face. He lifted his tattered clothes, revealing a branding scar with the words "King of Taiyuan" burned into his waist, then pointed to the pit and made a drawing motion like a bow. "They used arrows from the Feng River... To execute escaped stable boys?" The scribe's hand trembled as he recorded the words. Several reflections flashed across the distant mountain ridge. The scout raised his binoculars and saw several figures wearing straw cloaks disappearing quickly. What protruded from their backs were not swords, but specially made long whips—the tips of which were adorned with iron caltrops, the signature weapon of the private military horse stables of the Taiyuan aristocratic families. On the 13th day of the sixth month of the sixth year of the Zhenguan era, at noon, on the meadow of Longru Mountain, the army physician Chen Banxia opened her medicine chest. A dozen or so stable boys recoiled in fear, knocking the thatched hut nearly to the ground. She simply removed her helmet and tossed her long, black braid down her chest—a gesture that calmed the stable boys slightly. "Treat the children first," she said, pulling out a brown pill coated in wax, only to have it slapped away by an old stable boy. The old man roared and gestured as if cutting throats, until Xiao Donglei held up an abacus: "Three catties of millet per person per day, plus two ounces of meat for those who are treated." The first to receive treatment, however, were the warhorses. Only when the stable boys saw the Fenghe veterinarian administering the same pills to the sick horses did they tremble and extend their festering hands and feet. Chen Banxia noticed they all bore the same brand: the character "Wang" on their left shoulder and numbers on their right—these were living ledgers. As the prisoners were interrogated on the meadow, grains of salt rustled down their trousers. Liu Rengui picked up a few grains, examining them closely in the sunlight, and sneered, "Taiyuan salt, mixed with thirty percent river sand." The private army soldier on the rack suddenly lunged forward, only to have his knee crushed by Wang Tieniu's rifle butt. "This year," the soldier coughed up blood, "the head of the family hired Dangxiang people on the condition of paying five liters of salt for every merchant killed." The records gradually revealed the truth: three years ago, the Wang family occupied the fortress under the guise of bandit suppression, but in reality, they controlled this secret passage through Longru Mountain. The meadow's horse herds were transported at night via the Tiankeng secret passage to trade with the Dangxiang at Maijishan. The trade route where Ashina was attacked was precisely to cut off this smuggling route of private salt and horses. Yao Kemin examined the ledgers found in a secret compartment of the fortress. On the yellowed parchment, bold, vigorous calligraphy recorded a chilling transaction: "November of the fifth year of Zhenguan, paid the Tuoba tribe fifteen shi of salt to purchase the complete annihilation of the Fenghe caravan." "March of the sixth year of Zhenguan, acquired two hundred Dangxiang warhorses to offset the salt tax deficit." The last page still had a half-burnt letter stuck to it, the remaining writing still legible: "... The court is about to investigate the salt tax, quickly transfer the military equipment from the year of Bing Shen..." "No wonder they want to kill our people." Ashina Gudulu stroked the scar on his chest, "My caravan was all equipped with the new Fenghe saddles." As dusk fell, the stable boys sat around the campfire for the first time. They awkwardly held the earthenware bowls, scalding their tongues with hot porridge but daring not to spit it out. Little Donglei squatted in front of a child, drawing three circles on a wooden board with a charcoal pencil: "This is you, this is Mother, this is our new home." Yao Kemin stood on the edge of the cliff, watching the scattered firelight on the meadow. Wu Meiniang stood quietly to the side, the last page of the account book in her hand folded at the corner—it recorded the salt permit transactions between Lady Wang and an official of the Crown Prince's residence. "My lord, next..." "Have the stable boys recover from their injuries." He crushed a grain of salt in his palm, "It's time to go and meet up with our old friends in Taiyuan." The night wind swept across the meadow, carrying the scent of salt and blood, scattering the last rays of the setting sun.

286 穿 Transmigration: Raise the Red Flag and Save the People 穿越：举红旗，救万民 Huo Yuzhou火羽周Historical1.0M WordsOngoing (No System + no cheat abilities + transmigration + rebellion.) The country belongs to the common people, not to nobles and emperors! Zhou Mingyuan transmigrates to the Great Geng dynasty, a parallel world in a chaotic age. The people suffer under the oppression of landlords and nobles, living in unbearable hardship. He decides to save millions from their desperate plight. He raises the red flag high, determined to overthrow this world that devours its people and leaves them in despair and misery 2.8kReads6.3Score170Shelves

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Transmigrating to a chaotic, apocalyptic world, the protagonist doesn't become obsessed with becoming king and conqueror, but instead dedicates himself to saving the people. Facing internal resistance and powerful external enemies, he upholds his principles, enforces strict military discipline, and relies on popular support and strategic thinking to repeatedly overcome perilous situations, forging a unique path of rebellion.

287 长 The Long March: A Blood-Red Dawn After the Three Armies Unite 长征：三军会师后的血色黎明 Black Tortoise in the Rainforest雨林里的玄武Historical257k WordsOngoing Everyone thought the Long March was over. In truth, the most brutal march had only just begun. The yellow earth of the Northwest had yet to be soaked in blood, and a new encirclement was already closing in. Chiang Kai-shek's Central Army, the Northeastern Army, and the Northwestern Army formed layer upon layer of blockades, sharpening their blades for the slaughter. There is no invincible, larger-than-life protagonist here, only countless unsung heroes who fall before dawn. This is the Red Army' 608Reads—Score—Shelves

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288 道 The Road Begins at the Border 道路：从国境线起 East Wind by the River江畔东风Urban590k WordsCompleted No System, no golden finger, and no formidable technical skills. An ordinary liberal arts student transmigrates into the body of a Soviet army lieutenant stationed on the border, the day before the outbreak of the Soviet-German War. Starting out by searching for a way to survive, he slowly makes his way along a long and arduous path. Along the way, he will witness the thunder of battle on the Eastern Front in World War II, meet legendary figures known only from history books, and ultimately stee 556Reads6.8Score108Shelves

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This book is very good, and the writing style is also great.

289 暗 The Dark Zone: Red Flags Fly Over Kamona 暗区：红旗飘扬卡莫纳 The Sheep Who Fell in Love with You爱上你的羊Anime Fanfiction252k WordsCompleted By a stroke of fate, Zuo Qiuming returns to Kamona before the North-South War and becomes the eldest son of the Northern Army's Second Corps. He meets Renoir and takes Ajax under his wing. He will lead Kamona down a path it has never taken before... 261Reads7.5Score124Shelves

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Comrade, where are you? [Sparrow's Masterpiece]

290 残 The Broken Imperial Seal 残玺 Long Chu龙杵Urban900k WordsCompleted “Anger is commonplace, but a smiling man is inscrutable...” Inspired by a hidden chapter of real history, this tells the story of a wild strategic-level scientist’s rise and growth. The premise is fresh, fantastical yet grounded in reality, and encompasses history, the workplace, the military, scientific research, national security, criminal investigation, elaborate schemes, murder, and modern high-stealth espionage, high-tech hacking, and high-intensity aerospace electronic warfare. The ending 5.8kReads8.5Score683Shelves

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This is a highly-rated, underrated, yet complete and excellent, in-depth novel. A hardcore work by a science and engineering student, it features no transmigration, rebirth, or cheat codes. The genre is novel, blending fantasy and realism, with sharp, concise writing and hilarious plot twists that build up to a powerful impact. Full of suspense and mind-bending reasoning, it unveils modern high-tech espionage, hacking, and electronic warfare. Tailor-made for seasoned readers, it's incredibly addictive after chapter 10 and a cure for those who can't sleep at night!

291 南 The Northern and Southern Dynasties: Steelmaking with Pavel 南北朝：我与保尔炼钢铁 Debiao Ya德彪呀Historical353k WordsOngoing Li Zheng, a university student studying history, finds himself in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, amid the chaos of the Five Barbarians and war raging everywhere. He has become a refugee on the verge of starving to death. Just as he despairs, he encounters a burly “Semuren” with a high-bridged nose and deep-set eyes, who speaks broken Chinese but has a gaze as sharp as a torch. “Comrade, your country is groaning under its suffering!” When a man named Pavel Korchagin turns the spirit of How 1Reads—Score—Shelves

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It's a story of rising from the ashes in a chaotic world with unique ideals, without any overly powerful plot devices. The battle scenes are thrilling and realistic, the logic is seamless and the story is full of detail.

292 舅 My Uncle Is Qi Tongwei, and We Go on a Joyride from the Start with Gao Qilan! 舅舅祁同伟，开局带高启兰狂飙！ Wood and Water Years木水年华Male-Channel Fanfiction1.1M WordsCompleted People's Justice + The Knockout + Icebreaking Action... An accident brings Xu Chaoyang to a world where different TV dramas have merged. From the start, he meets Gao Qilan. In this world, Brother Qiang begs him to become his brother-in-law, while Uncle Dong cheerfully pulls him in as a partner in the Tazhai gang. Gao Yuliang willingly regards him as his sole successor, and Ma Yunbo personally guides him up the rank 21.2kReads9.2Score1.6kShelves

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Go straight to Chapter 501, the last page, and you'll understand what true red means.

293 民 The Republic's Greatest Actor Is Still Playing a Saint Today 民国第一演技派，今天也在装圣人 White Clouds Perch on the Tip of the Brush白云栖笔端Urban713k WordsCompleted For eighteen years, Shen Yu has been overshadowed by his genius older brother. He's long been used to being the family scapegoat, passing his days chasing roosters and dogs, lying flat and taking the mockery. Then transmigrator Yu Chen forcibly takes over his body, using his face to invent things and play the saint. Suddenly, he's the whole family's darling, and even his biased parents can't stop praising him. But good times don't last. The transmigrator leaves, saddling him with a pharmaceuti 197Reads—Score—Shelves

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The black text grew increasingly red with each reading: the male lead, female lead, second male lead, second female lead, and third male lead and third female lead were all resisting the Japanese in different ways! The male lead was originally a spendthrift playboy who was possessed by a "saint-type" transmigrator for three years. After finally regaining his body, he was forced to imitate the transmigrator and pretend to be a "perfect persona." What's even more amazing is that he has a lucky charm buff; he can stumble upon enemy spy talks while drinking tea, or find crucial intelligence while shopping. Everyone praises him for his prophetic abilities, but only he knows: it's all just pure luck!

294 背EN Editing His Backstory: Why Does This Orphan Get More Popular the More We Dig? 背景编辑：这孤儿怎么越扒越红？ Yan Hui焰慧Urban528k WordsCompleted Although you're an orphan, you've bound yourself to a background-editing System. When the head of the Education Bureau visits the school cafeteria to inspect the meals, he happens to find you eating only the free rice and a bowl of seaweed and egg-drop soup. The director asks why you haven't applied for financial aid. You wave a hand grandly. Hey, System, I've got a great idea. A father guarding the borders, a mother who braves danger to treat the sick, a grandfather who fought to defend the cou 6.4kReads7.1Score467Shelves

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666 Looks like it has a low rating, but it's actually suitable for beginners.

295 美 The Development Plan for a Beautiful Country 美好国度的建设方针 Can't Make Fries Anymore整不了薯条了Eastern Fantasy1.3M WordsCompleted [Yuri, Western Fantasy, Dragons] Humanity eventually perished in the face of an unknown threat. Yet no one is indispensable, and even if human civilization were to vanish completely, new life would still be born. When even the name of humanity was taken from her, she, the last human, had no idea where to go. She pressed on, seeking only her own happiness. Then, while scavenging for overlooked treasures as she did every day, she met a dragon on a battlefield choked with smoke, a breathtakingly be 2.5kReads8.9Score428Shelves

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296 国 A Peerless Patriot: Reborn in Officialdom, 1976 国士无双：官场重生1976 Uncle Pie馅饼大叔Urban1.3M WordsCompleted First: Liu Hongyi is a top science student with two roles, one within the government system and the other as a university professor. Reborn in 1976, what must he do? You guessed it: enrich the nation and build a powerful military! Using his vast knowledge and insights far ahead of his time, he leads the people to prosperity while building powerful technology and armed forces. A great nation rises, the dragon soars in the East, and the foreign powers turn out to be me! Second: This is a genuine, 16.1kReads9.0Score1.9kShelves

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Patriotism! [Sending hearts][Sending hearts][Sending hearts]