Rebirth: I Am Fighting for the World Between Chu and Han

In 212 BC, Qin Shihuang was still alive and the world was not in chaos. When Chen Mo opened his eyes, he was already in Peixian County. Eighteen years old, dressed in coarse brown cloth, the most inconspicuous servant in the Wang family's accounting room, called Ah happy. He doesn't know how to sword or ride a horse, and he can't recognize all the characters of this era. The only advantage is that he knows what will happen next - but what's the use of knowing it? The thunder in Daze Township has not yet sounded, and the fog in Mangdang Mountain has not yet risen. The first thing he has to do is to survive, and the second thing is not to let people see that he doesn't belong here. The pavilion chief in the county who drank the most, scolded the loudest, and had the most credit cards would slap him on the shoulder and call him "little brother" when they met. Chen Mo smiled and agreed every time, but he knew in his heart: This person will kill many people in the future and will be betrayed by many people. He had read a lot of books about Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty, but none of them wrote about the people who stood behind him, handed him a bowl of water, carried a bag of grain, and didn't even leave their names in the end. This is Chu Han in the eyes of a cashier. He lived from the Qin Dynasty to the Han Dynasty, from a counting house in Peixian County to the list of founding heroes. His name will not be in the history books. But he has been.