The tenth year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty.

Xiangyang Prefecture, outside Gucheng County.

It was midsummer, and the scorching sun was like a poisonous snake, licking everything on the earth.

The fierce battle lasted for three days.

Due to the lack of siege equipment, more than 100,000 rebels were unable to break through the county town. Instead, they suffered heavy casualties, and the number of deaths in battle and starved to death has reached 20,000.

The strong smell of blood and rotten smell was filled with more than ten miles of radius, causing the crows hovering in the sky to be reluctant to leave for a long time.

"Ha ha!"

"The thief army retreated again."

As the defenders on the wall cheered, countless ragged and barefoot green and strong outside the city flocked away.

More than a dozen migrant leaders watching the battle from afar were all so angry that they jumped and scolded.

And in a puddle about ten feet below the city wall, a specific short "corpse" suddenly quickly climbed up...

Qin Yu held the wooden stick in his hand, and did not care about the stains on his face, and quickly chased the retreating army.

The refugee army just retreated to the edge of the river a mile away, stopped, threw away the sticks and forks in their hands, and rushed into the river...

After taking a few sips of river water and washing away the stains on his body, Qin Yu found an open space and collapsed on the ground with wet body.

Gasing heavily.

It seemed as if I had tried all my strength.

The limbs were shaking softly, and the croaking sounded in the belly, and they didn't want to move, allowing the scorching sun to sun on their body.

He guessed that he should be the most unlucky time traveler.

Not only was he reborn in this chaotic era in the late Ming Dynasty, he was also a refugee army under Zhang Xianzhong.

A fourteen-year-old beggar named Qin Yu.

A cannon fodder used to fill the moat.

More than half a month ago.

The Eight Great Kings Zhang Xianzhong was defeated by Zuo Liangyu near Nanyang, and fled to Gucheng in a hurry.

My predecessor was originally a group of equally large teenagers in Gucheng County, who made a living by begging and lived a stable life.

After Qin Yu was reborn, how could he beg for food with a broken bowl every day?

I also heard that the eight kings' rebel army had arrived in Jiangbei and were crossing the river. He was familiar with the history of the late Ming Dynasty and decisively led his companions to drill out of the city through the sewage ditch at night.

Decided to join the revolution and strive for his future.

Who would have thought that even the Eight Great Kings had never seen the face of him, but was rewarded with a bowl of porridge, and the next day he was driven to attack the city with a group of elderly, weak, women and children.

It's so heartless that I can't cry.

On the first day, his companions all received lunch boxes, and he could only barely survive until now by pretending to be dead and the cleverness of modern people.

As a time traveler, he still often reads historical novels. Of course, he is unwilling to be just a supporting role. He wants to be the protagonist.

I want to meet the Eight Kings.

Tell him that he could recognize the words and used them to hold sticks to attack the city. It was so wasteful that he was so talented.

But he knew that he might have been killed by those personal guards before he could even walk in front of Zhang Xianzhong.

Those guys don’t care whether they can recognize their words or not or whether they are great talents.

These days, he has long experienced what life is like, and he has not felt the protagonist's halo.

If I had known this, it would be better to live in the county town and wait for death, and it would not be too late to join after the Eight Kings attacked the city.

It's a sloppy!

...

Bang bang bang bang...

Just as Qin Yu was about to fall asleep, a sound of gongs came from a distance.

Hundreds of strong men with swords were surrounded by more than a dozen men wearing armor and came over. The leader was wearing a big red cloak, which was very majestic.

Behind were a dozen old men, pushing several wheelbarrows, each with several large wooden barrels on it.

The smell of rice came to the nose, and there was no need to shout at all. The young and strong immediately got up and rushed up.

Qin Yu also quickly stood up and squeezed forward.

Isn’t it just for this bowl of rice porridge?

After a burst of scolding and screams, the noisy crowd finally calmed down and took a little order.

A quarter of an hour later.

Qin Yu received a bowl of porridge and a black lump the size of a fist. Thanks to the hundreds of big men holding swords, there was no crazy robbery incident.

Smelling the fragrance of rice porridge, Qin Yu's throat squirmed a few times, and the cheeks on both sides sucked and the saliva in his mouth suddenly increased.

I couldn't care why there was a black lump today. I drank all the rice porridge in just two bites and even licked the soup stains in the bowl.

Then I felt comfortable touching my shriveled belly and quickly chewed the rice ball in my hand.

It is said to be a rice ball, but it is actually made of wheat and rice bran and some wild vegetables. This thing is usually eaten by the backbone.

In his previous life, if anyone said that this thing could be eaten, Qin Yu would definitely beat him so that he wouldn't even recognize his mother.

But now, the more I chew it, the more delicious it becomes, the more fragrant it becomes. I wish I could chew all my fingers into it.

I ate it all in just a moment.

He licked his fingers, and then loosened the rope tightly tied around his waist a little more.

I felt that my body had finally recovered some strength, and the god of death was far away from me.

Bang bang bang bang!

Seeing that everyone had almost eaten, the burly man beat the gong a few times, then shouted: "I've heard it all..."

"This is the last meal. Our rebel army has run out of food. If we can't attack again today, there will be no food tomorrow..."

"What?"

"How could there be no food?"

"What should I do?"

The young and strong here, at least more than 10,000 left, most of them have wives and children, and they suddenly became anxious.

"What's the point of arguing?"

"Shut up!"

"If you want to survive, I will attack the city. There are food, gold, silver and women there. When you attack the city later, anyone who dares to pretend to die and retreat will be killed without mercy!"

The man wearing a red cloak was eight feet tall and a little thin, with a long beard under his jaw. Seeing this, he choked and pulled out the long knife at his waist, pointed at the city wall that was far away and shouted.

Hundreds of great men also drew their long swords. Under the scorching sun, hundreds of fierce blades shining with cold light made the eyes of the people around them narrowed.

Everyone was silent, knowing that it would be impossible not to fight hard this time. Whether they survive for themselves or their families, they would fight hard.

Qin Yu felt a little cold in his heart.

In the past three days, the real backbone of the rebel army has not been dispatched, but has driven them away from behind to attack the city. This time it seems that it is planning to do it yourself.

These heroes wanted to play in person, and he agreed, but if he wanted to pretend to be dead like before, he would definitely be stabbed.

If he really wanted to carry a wooden stick and climb a ladder to attack the city, with his physical fitness and small body, the chance of survival was almost nothing.

For a moment, I was anxious and I was spinning around. On the hot weather, my whole body felt like I fell into an ice hole, and it was chilly.

Just as he was about to move back quietly and was about to stop eating the Eight Great Kings' rice, he saw a dozen young and strong men squatting outside suddenly standing up and rushing into the distance.

But not long after, a team of cavalry rushed out of the camp, and soon more than a dozen bloody heads were thrown into the open space among the crowd.

"This is the end of not wanting to eat my job!"

"Prepare to siege!"

A loud shout.

More than 10,000 young and strong people could no longer have any bad thoughts. They grabbed the wooden weapons in their hands, carried the ladder, and stood up like a mechanical one.

The hundreds of sword-holding men were divided into ten teams this time, and each team selected more than a thousand young and strong men, and they were obviously ready to do it themselves.

One hundred cavalry were wandering around.

Seeing that Qin Yu was about to attack, he didn't even get a shield, and he suddenly rushed into panic.

A bite into the teeth.

He shouted at the leader wearing a red cloak, "King, I can tell the words and read books. I can manage money and food for the army in the future..."

"Ha ha!"
To be continued...