Dress up as Qin Qiong, Start from a Thousand People Fighting a Hundred Thousand

In the late Sui Dynasty, food was more valuable than human life, and heroes had to learn to settle accounts first. After an accident on a rainy night, a memory from later generations woke up in Qin Qiong's seriously injured body. But he had no system, no magic weapon, and no history test paper with answers to it. In front of them were Zhang Xutuo's thousand exhausted troops, Lu Mingyue's one hundred thousand troops, empty granaries, and a road to defeat that had long been written down by history. He uses both the horse and the mace; he can defeat enemy generals in a battle array of ten thousand people, and he can also beat the table for a dou of rations and powerful men. People say that he is collecting old troops, raising a private army, and forming famous generals, and sooner or later he will become the world leader. Even Li Shimin gradually couldn't understand who this brother who was so powerful in Shandong wanted to direct his troops. Qin Qiong just laughed: "The throne? No, buddy, you are too small." From the troubled times in Shandong to the Xuanwu Gate, from the first drawing of the Gewuyuan to the first fleet sailing to the ocean, what he wanted to change was never just one person's life, but to put Datang on a path that history had never written before. Some rules can be tolerated, and some prices must be paid. As for what others put in front of him and forced him to swallow, he only had one sentence: "This one, I don't eat beef."