[Type] Historical time travel / powerful / Machiavellian passion
When Gu Ning fell into the battlefield of the Western Han Dynasty, he saw Huo Qubing standing on the mountain of corpses with a gun.
With his black armor stained with blood and sharp eyebrows, the young general glanced at the intruder in "fancy clothes" and said coldly: "Take him to feed the dogs."
Gu Ning was anxious: "I know how to win the Battle of Hexi! I can also help you uncover the traps in the military reports!"
I wanted to earn a living by relying on historical knowledge, but unexpectedly, I gradually became the general's favorite person.
He solved the food and grass puzzle for him, looked for vitality in the shadow of witchcraft, and painted improved cotton armor to protect him from the cold wind in the north.
When a cold arrow pierced the forest in the autumn hunting ground, he instinctively pounced on it - when the poisonous blood spread, he heard the trembling voice of the man who never lost his composure: "Gu Ning!"
The tent was warm with medicinal incense and candles. Huo Qubing lowered his head to suck the poison for him, his breath sweeping over his skin.
Gu Ning smiled bitterly: "It's worth trading the general's life."
He had known that this legendary general would burn out his glory at the age of twenty-four, but he wanted to change his fate against fate.
"Qu Bing," he pointed at the map of Mobei in the tent on a snowy night, "Do you believe me?"
Huo Qubing raised his eyes, his shadow reflected in his amber eyes: "I believe you."
Later, when Wolf Juxu Mountain reined in his horse, Huo Qubing looked back at the person beside him, holding the tip of his spear in the moonlight: "With you here, there is no need to fear the wind and frost."
People say that the reporter's office next to General Hussar has the ability to communicate with the gods. Gu Ning laughed: It's not a supernatural power, it's just to make that lonely name in the history books have more fireworks in the world.
Highlight
Running in both directions, the general protects the shortcomings, the record office is stubborn, rewrites regretful HE, Machiavellian passion + daily mutual favor
Intention: The meaning of life lies in living brilliantly with a clear purpose!