Late Ming Dynasty: Han Children Did Not Wear Braids

In the winter of the eleventh year of Chongzhen, the Qing army broke through the fortress; two years later, there was a great famine in the Central Plains, and people ate each other; six years later, the Jiashen sky changed, and the land of China sank. On the salt road on a snowy night in Tongbai Mountain, refugee Chen Shuanzi carried thirty kilograms of private salt on his back and moved step by step out of the mountain. No one knew that this seventeen-year-old body contained a soul three hundred years later. He knew that the Chuangzi flag would rise again, that the great famine was coming, and that the era of pigtails was approaching this land. But the prophet can't save anyone - if you want to live and protect the people around you, there is only one way: From being a refugee, a salt man, and a desperado, he has lived his whole life as a knife-wielding man. The snow falls on Tongbai Mountain, and the knife points to Shanhaiguan. Han'er doesn't wear braids and doesn't bow his head in clothes.