[Military] [Rise of the little guy] [Dirty] [Farming] [No system]
In the first year of Jingkang, a hundred years of peace in the Zhou Dynasty, the nobles in Bianjing City were drunk and dreaming; the officials, gentry, and snakes were in a nest, draining the last drop of blood from the people. The capital city is still prosperous, but the border has become a hell on earth. Wherever the Northern Barbarians marched with iron hooves, the common people were slaughtered like pigs and sheep.
The general stationed in the border town had a hundred thousand troops, but he didn't send a single soldier, sitting back and watching the lives of people in ruins.
Qin Feng is just a small person with no connections and no background, but he just relies on the knife in his hand to carve out a territory of his own and unify this troubled world.
Qin Feng has also become the object of sacrifice for the princesses, princesses, and oiran ladies of the Zhou Dynasty.
And those royal family members and famous generals who once treated him like a piece of grass fell at his feet one after another.
A modern person is being played around by a group of ancients. How decisive is your killing? The younger one is beaten to bring the older one, and the older one is beaten to bring the older one. Where are you across the matryoshka doll? Go ahead and write articles about cultivating immortals. Writing this is not suitable for you at all. After all, you can ask the ancestors to write articles about cultivating immortals.
A modern person is being played around by a group of ancients. How decisive is your killing? The younger one is beaten to bring the older one, and the older one is beaten to bring the older one. Where are you across the matryoshka doll? Go ahead and write articles about cultivating immortals. Writing this is not suitable for you at all. After all, you can ask the ancestors to write articles about cultivating immortals.