The wind is blowing.

The mountain wind with a salty smell circulates in the forest, whirling the plants and trees on this steep valley in Panlong Mountain in southern Liaoning, stirring up a series of strange roars.

Under the repeated blowing of this strong mountain wind, the body, which was wearing a tattered tight blue-brown short coat, had been lying in the grass and trees in the valley, as if dead, suddenly moved, and then spit out a few vague characters from his mouth.

"Water, drink water..."

Although the man who woke up from his sleep was still lying on the ground, his murmur made the two people who were also wearing tattered tight clothes look surprised together.

"Good guy, I finally woke up! Xiao Er, hurry up, give him a drink!"

Among the two, an old man with a dark skin and wrinkles on his face hurriedly shouted at the young man who was still stunned by the side.

The young man named Xiao Er quickly took out the water bag from his body, unscrewed the plug, and immediately poured it into the mouth of the person lying on the ground.

"Cough, cough cough!"

Xiao Er's movements were urgent and rude, and the person who was lying on his lying coughed violently.

"How is it, Brother Li Xiao, are you a little better?"

Xiao Er threw away the water bag, gently lifted the lying man up, and asked anxiously.

What Xiao Er never expected was that Li Xiao, who was helped up by him, suddenly pushed him away.

"Who are you? How did I get here? Where is this?"

When Xiao Er and the old man next to him were all full of surprise when he heard these words from the person who woke up from his coma.

They were surprised to see that Li Xiao, who woke up from his coma, was looking at himself with a strange and vigilant look.

"Li Xiao, what's wrong with you? Are you confused? I'm your uncle." The old man asked in a trembling voice with a look of surprise.

The old man asked urgently, but the person who was called Li Xiao suddenly had a gloomy look and he fell into silence.

Li Xiao could not explain what happened to him.

At this moment, he still clearly remembers that he was an ordinary college graduate, 21 years old this year, just became a workshop technician. During a escort trip, he accidentally stepped on the air and fell from the cliff...

Technician Li Xiao never expected that his soul would travel through hundreds of years, attached to an ordinary hunter who was also called Li Xiao and also a 21-year-old.

Li Xiao, an ordinary hunter in this life, was completely replaced by Li Xiao in later generations in an absurd way.

When Li Xiao woke up, he had actually inherited all the memories of this young hunter. However, Li Xiao still couldn't accept from the bottom of his heart that this almost ridiculous thing happened to him.

So, Li Xiao subconsciously pushed away Xiao Er who was holding him, and almost instinctively asked these words. In fact, it was his hope that everything that appeared in front of him was not real, but just a strange dream.

At the same time, he quickly and quietly twisted his thighs.

Pain is in the bone.

Damn, it seems that I have really traveled through time.

Li Xiao answered the old man's question with a long sigh.

The memory of this life has saved Li Xiao from the trouble of recognizing people and things that time travelers have to face.

The memory of this life tells him that the two people on the other side are like themselves, and are villagers from Koshantun not far from the foot of Panlong Mountain. One is Xiao Daquan, an old hunter in the village, and the other is Xiao Er, Xiao Daquan's cousin.

At the same time, Li Xiao also knew that the era he traveled was the sixth year of Chongzhen in the late Ming Dynasty, that is, 1633 AD.

At this time, it was late July of the lunar calendar. More than a week ago, a shocking event occurred in southern Liaoning.

In the sixth year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty (1633 AD), the Later Jin Tartar Chief Huang Taiji ordered the Gushan Ezhen Yuetuo and the Zhenglan Banner Lord Degelei to lead a total of 10,000 elite troops of the Later Jin army, who gathered with Kong Youde and Geng Zhongming's more than 10,000 surrendered troops and attacked Lushunkou from both land and sea routes.

Huang Long, the general of Dongjiang Town, led all the defenders to fight bravely against the enemy. After a fierce battle, he finally suffered defeat because of "gunpowder, arrows and stones all over the country". On July 7, the main general Huang Long fought hard to die. His subordinates, Li Weiluan, Xiang Zuolin, Fan Hualong, Zhang Dalu, Shang Keyi, etc., were all killed in the bloody battle. On the day the city was broken, nearly 10,000 men, women, young and old, became prisoners of the Later Jin army.

After the city of Lushun was broken, the army of the Later Jin Dynasty led troops to plunder and kill nearby villages. The Kuoshantun at the foot of Panlong Mountain not far from Lushun City was also slaughtered. All the villagers in the village were killed and the houses in the village were burned and plundered.

Only Xiao Daquan and Li Xiao, these two hunters were lucky enough to escape the disaster because they went to the mountains to hunt just a few days ago.

Xiao Er was lucky enough to save his life after he was digging mud in the well outside the village when the Later Jin army entered the village.

After Xiao Daquan and his two returned to the village, they saw that the whole village had become a ruin, with innocent villagers everywhere with dead bodies and pillows. They were shocked.

Seeing the two of them coming back, Xiao Er, who was crying and cleaning up the dead bodies of the villagers everywhere, cried to the two of them for the murder of the Later Jin army. All three of them cried and gritted their teeth and swore to take revenge.

According to the old hunter Xiao Daquan's plan, it was to intercept and kill several Later Jin Tartars in this Panlong Valley, use their ugly heads to pay tribute to the innocent villagers in the village, and avenge them a deep bloody hatred.

Xiao Daquan's plan was unanimously agreed by Li Xiao and his cousin Xiao Er in this life. Now, although the army of the Later Jin has basically withdrawn to Shenyang, there are still a small group of Later Jin soldiers who will occasionally search and plunder from Lushun City and retreat intermittently. This narrow valley on Panlong Mountain is the ideal place to ambush the Later Jin army.

The three of them did it as soon as they said they had done it. After cleaning up the bodies of the villagers in the village, the three of them ate something randomly to fill their stomachs, and they each came to Panlong Mountain with their bows, arrows, swords and swords to set up an ambush on Panlong Mountain.

Who knew that when climbing a steep slope, an accident happened.

In this life, Li Xiao was eager to take revenge and was eager to climb, but he stepped on the air and fell heavily from the steep slope, seriously injured and unconscious.

In real history, Li Xiao finally reached the end of his life on this nameless slope.

But no one expected that the original history was quietly rewritten from this moment. Because Li Xiao, in later generations, had an unexplainable way, his soul attached to the ordinary hunter Li Xiao who fainted.

In fact, one thing is the most secret pain in Li Xiao's heart, because he just lives in this ordinary hunter who is unknown and shaped like a grass. Instead of becoming a famous emperor, prince or prince, a prince, and a prince, and a golden finger, he has the invincible skills that everyone can't reach, and then have a happy life like awakening the world, lying drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman.

Li Xiao sighed inwardly that he had poor luck. He had just traveled to this chaotic world in the late Ming Dynasty and had to breathe a sigh of relief, so he had to face a life-and-death battle immediately. The difficulty of traveling through time was too high.

Li Xiao, who broke free from his memories, suddenly felt an indescribable feeling of distraction.

Of course, there is also inexplicable sadness.

Li Xiao read some Ming history in college in his previous life and roughly knew some stories about the late Ming Dynasty. He knew that after the Later Jin army captured Lushun, some villages around Lushun did indeed have spontaneous attacks on the Tartars in order to resist the Tartar atrocities. Of course, the ending was all tragically attacking the Tartars with eggs and mantis armed to block the chariot.

Li Xiao can be sure that even if Li Xiao did not die in this life, he would be very likely to die in this ambush battle like Xiao Daquan and Xiao Er, like a wisp of insignificant smoke passing by the wind, and would not leave any traces in history.

Li Xiao, who came through his soul, subconsciously did not want to destroy his life in vain with his blood and courage in this ambush plan that was almost dead.

"Uncle Daquan, I think we should discuss it more easily. This plan to ambush the Tartars may not be suitable."

Li Xiao finally hesitated to say this sentence that he immediately regretted.

Hearing Li Xiao’s words, Xiao Daquan and Xiao Er couldn’t help but look at each other in an incredibly astonished expression.

What's going on? How could Li Xiao, who was the one who shouted the fiercest and most determined to avenge the villagers, retreat so shamelessly?

"Bang!"

A fierce slap in the face slapped Li Xiao hard in the face.

Li Xiao's left face immediately showed five thick finger marks.

Li Xiao, who gritted his teeth, stared indifferently at Xiao Daquan's trembling right hand pointing to him.

"Li Xiao, you, you bastard! You forgot your mother, why did your wife die tragically under the Tartar sword?" Xiao Daquan's angry voice exploded in Li Xiao's ears.

"Xiao Er, tell this bastard again, how did his wife die!"

Xiao Daquan turned his head and shouted to Xiao Er who was frowning and stunned.

"Brother Xiao, when I came out of the well that day, your mother had already been chopped off by the Tartars, and her head was bleeding all over the ground, and her head rolled into the cowshed ditch. Your wife, she was naked, she was broken by the Tartars, her intestines were flowing all over the ground, and a large group of flies were stumbled..." Xiao Er's voice trembled, with an expression of wanting to speak but unable to bear it.

"Stop talking!!"

Li Xiao, with a twisted face, had blue veins on his forehead, and a depressing roar burst out, and then covered his head in pain.

"Li Xiao, you bastard! Who is shouting for revenge in the morning? Who is shouting for the Tartars' head to pay tribute to your mother, your wife and the villagers in the village! Now that I have come here, I am actually retreating at the last minute! You, compared with your father who died on the battlefield, are really bad for your good martial arts! It's really a pity for your bastard!"

Xiao Er had already kept silent, but Xiao Daquan was still angry and scolding him.

Li Xiao was speechless, immersed in his memories, and responded to Xiao Daquan's scolding expressionlessly.

In his memory in this life, he remembers that his father Li Yi was a small officer of the Ming army, with a position and great skills. The tiger father had no dog son, and the young Li Xiao practiced martial arts with his father every day, and his kung fu was also quite good, especially because he was tall and strong, and he was a natural good material for martial arts. When Li Yi was alive, he often sighed secretly that my son's kung fu would be above me in the future.

However, since Li Yi died in the Battle of Dalinghe two years ago, the Li family has lost their source of food and clothing. The Ming army was extremely corrupt at this time, and the soldiers who died in battle could not get the court's pension. It would be great if they could have a handful of soil and coffin to clean up the bones.

Li Yi is honest and does not manage his industry. In his hometown of Kaesong, Lushun, only one ancestral house was passed down. Li Xiao's mother, Hu, had no choice but to take her son back to her hometown and asked her son Li Xiao to hunt with Xiao Daquan, the village hunter, to make a living. He also told Li Xiao that a girl in the same village had been engaged. The two families were about to get married this autumn, and when the autumn cold was cold, Li Xiao officially got married.

I never thought that I thought life could be spent peacefully like flowing water, but I knew that something like a terrible thing would happen like a Tartar village. My poor mother and her wife who had never left her family died tragically under the Tartars' butcher knife. In this tragic day, she was separated from her own yin and yang and became a permanent success.

"Li Xiao, you bastard! You still claim to be the number one hero of my Kuoshantun, who is really shameful! I, Lao Xiao, was blind and never expected that you were so greedy and afraid of death! If you escape at this moment, what will you have in the future face your tragic death mother and wife, and what will you have in the face of the dozens of resentful souls of the villagers in Kuoshantun, and what will you have in this world!"

Xiao Daquan's angry words exploded in Li Xiao's ears one by one, making rebuttals such as Li Xiao's original idea of ​​keeping the green mountains in his heart, and he was not afraid of losing firewood. He could no longer express his rebuttals.

Li Xiao found himself in a huge moral dilemma.

He sighed in his heart, "In fact, I, Li Xiao, just don't want you two fellow villagers in Kushantun to sacrifice themselves in this battle, and the chances of survival are too small, just relying on the three of us and the other three, with the crude weapons in our hands, to fight against the cruel and fierce Tartars who have been through many battles.

Of course, the deep revenge of the Tartars village has to be avenged! But, I can only fight for my blood and courage, at most I will die together? Then, when I come to this world, I am just a ray of dust that passes with the wind, how little will it have to have a history? How willing will this make me be a human being for two lifetimes!

However, if Li Xiao didn't fight, he could not overcome the level of family affection and conscience. Although he was a human being for two lifetimes, if he inherited the memory of Li Xiao in this life, if he really retreated, he would be afraid of suffering from conscience day and night, and what would he be like to be a human being in this world!

Li Xiao suddenly remembered a sentence from the Italian historian Crozzi in his previous life: "All human history is chaotic, contradictory, and conflicting, and there is no absolute distinction between them."

At this time, Li Xiao deeply understood the true meaning of this sentence.

"Uncle Daquan, stop talking, I'll do it!"

The silent Li Xiao finally spoke slowly and firmly.

As soon as Li Xiao finished speaking, Xiao Daquan slapped Li Xiao with excitement and slapped him hard on the shoulder.

"Li Xiao, uncle, I knew that you were confused for a moment. How could you, a good man with good martial arts, not avenge our fellow villagers in Kuoshantun?" Xiao Daquan's face suddenly stretched out, showing joy.

Li Xiao returned and gave him a bitter smile.

Li Xiao knew in his heart that the martial arts he had cultivated in the military camp since he was a child were much better than the pure hunters Xiao Daquan and Xiao Er. If he did not participate in this ambush battle, with the martial arts of these two people, he would definitely not have any confidence in success.

"Uncle Daquan, I have a request." Li Xiao thought for a while and said.

"you say."

"If Tartars come later, you all have to obey my command." Li Xiao's words were deep, and there was a faint light in his eyes.

"middle!"

Xiao Daquan and Xiao Er answered almost in unison.

Yes, why don’t you listen? After all, among the three, Li Xiao has the best martial arts skills and the best archery skills. He has learned some superficial military tactics from his father before, and it is natural to follow his arrangements.

After the three agreed, they entered a steep slope on the side of Panlong Mountain not far away and lies in ambush. The grass is deep and the trees are dense, which is a good place for ambushing.

The forest wind was howling and the grass was bleak. The three of them stopped talking and could only hear each other's heavy breathing.

After about half an hour, the sunset gradually set, and the silent forest was covered with dark red like blood.
Chapter completed!