Sacrifice in the Dust

I traveled back in time to the late Northern Song Dynasty, and I didn't have any golden fingers. I didn't even take a good history class. In order to survive, I joined the army and met five people—— The selfish old Sun is the first to grab food and the first to run away. His catchphrase is "It's none of my business." A coward's money is bold, he wets his pants on the battlefield and cries louder than anyone else. Xiao Li, who cherished his life, carried a medicine box on his back and filled his notebook with life-saving prescriptions. The fair Lao Zhao distributes grains no more and no less, and the rules are beyond the sky. There was also Zhou Banyu, who shouted "Forget it with money" every day, and the whole camp regarded him as a traitor. We quarreled, shared a bowl of sour food, and crowded into a tent. I thought the day was over. Later the Jin soldiers came. After that battle—— The selfish old Sun stuffed dry biscuits that had been hidden for three days to an unknown wounded soldier, grabbed a knife and rushed towards the enemy formation, and was hit by more than a dozen arrows. The timid Qian bravely held a broken flag and rushed into the pile of golden soldiers alone. He was still holding the flagpole in his hand when he was cut down. Xiao Li, who cherished his life, treated Jin Bing's injuries after being captured. On the fourth night, he changed all the medicine into poison and was dragged out and chopped with a smile. The just old Zhao was beheaded by his own people for "collaborating with the enemy" because he let a 16-year-old young spy go. Zhou Banyu, who shouted every day to invest in gold, threw the gold man's wine bowl and cursed the gold dog until his tongue was cut off - what he sent was always false information. They are all dead. Only I survived. I can't remember my own name, but I remember every one of theirs. This is not a time travel novel. This is the story of five ordinary people who died like individuals in troubled times.