The howling north wind stirred up flying snow all over the sky, and the dazzling blood dyed the snow-capped earth into blood red.
The long knife was waved, and a large number of people fell into a pool of blood, and the world was filled with heart-rending screams...
Lin Ping'an held a box in his hand and stared blankly at everything in front of him, his memory still stuck on the last moment.
He clearly remembered holding the first aid kit and jumping out of the ambulance...
"Is this how you traveled through time?"
As a lover of online novels, he could easily think of this, but what he didn't know was that in his original world, he had become a model of the times.
In 2000, after more than half a year of treatment, Jiangzhou People's Hospital reluctantly officially announced that Lin Ping'an, the hospital's youngest surgical director, accidentally fell from an ambulance and is still in a coma...
However, all this has nothing to do with him. At this moment, Lin Ping'an is in Ming Dynasty, and he is still a twelve-year-old boy with lips covered with soft down.
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"Brother, will we die?"
Lin Wan'er's curled up body was trembling, her big eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at what was happening in front of her in horror.
"No, as long as my brother is here, Wan'er will be fine."
Lin Pingan reached out and held the little girl in his arms, but he was panicking inside.
Because after digesting the memory of this body, relying on the memory of the Ming Dynasty history in his previous life, he sadly discovered that he was really likely to die immediately.
In the second year of Tianqi, the battle of Guangning!
The Ming army was defeated and all western Liaoning was lost!
Nurhachi worked hard to conquer more than 40 cities including Yizhou, Pingyangqiao, Jinzhou, etc., and ordered all the people west of the Liaohe River to be driven to the east of the Liaohe River and massacred!
This is the history in Lin Pingan's mind, and he is one of these people.
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"I want you Chinese pigs to die for my second brother!"
A big man with a beard let out an angry roar, rode his horse and charged at the unarmed people, brandishing his sword.
Lin Pingan subconsciously hugged the little girl in his arms tightly, his mind went blank.
At this moment, a horse galloped from a distance, picked up the ice shards on the ground, and rushed straight in front of the big man with the beard.
Immediately, the boy's childishness remained intact and he grabbed the big man's arm and shouted in a tearful tone:
"Brother, I'm asking you to go back and see your second brother for the last time!"
The big man with the beard suddenly turned his head and asked in a trembling voice: "Second brother, is he still alive?"
There was a trace of sadness in the young man's eyes, but it flashed past, and then a look of determination appeared on his face, and he nodded:
"Alive, but can't make it through tonight."
The bearded man sheathed his sword, pointed at the Ming people in front of him, and shouted at his soldiers: "Kill, kill them all!"
As soon as the words fell, the horse flashed past Lin Ping'an and galloped away into the distance.
"Hey, I can save your second brother!"
Lin Pingan put down Lin Wan'er in his arms and shouted with all his strength, his heart beating wildly.
Unfortunately, the miserable screams were rising and falling all around, and the big man didn't seem to hear Lin Ping'an's voice.
"I'll go, am I going to be hacked to death just now?"
Lin Ping'an screamed in his heart, but he saw the horse in the distance stop suddenly, its front hooves leaping into the air, and let out a neighing sound. The man with a beard on the horse used one arm to pull the horse around and pointed at Lin Ping'an. Speeding in the direction.
Lin Ping'an was stunned by such superb riding skills.
The horse arrived in an instant, and Lin Ping'an felt his body light up, being picked up by the bearded man.
"elder brother!"
Lin Wan'er on the ground cried loudly, and another horse had already galloped to her side.
Immediately, the childish young man clamped his legs tightly on the horse's belly, stretched out his arms, bent down and hugged Lin Wan'er in his arms, and then using force on his waist and abdomen, he turned over and placed Lin Wan'er firmly on the saddle. superior.
The whole movement was like flowing clouds and flowing water, and without stopping at all, he was already rushing in the direction of the bearded man.
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"If you lie to me, I will twist your head off and feed it to the dogs!"
The bearded man shouted at Lin Ping'an in his hand, tears glistening in his eyes.
Lin Ping'an was held in the hands of the big man and was almost out of breath, but he tightly grasped the box in his hand with one hand.
Just now, countless thoughts had gone through his mind, thinking about how to avoid this disaster, but unfortunately he had no clue until he heard the young man's voice.
He is a modern doctor and the youngest surgical director of Jiangzhou Hospital. If he can save the second brother mentioned by the young man, will he and his sister be saved from being hacked to death?
So he yelled as hard as he could, and whether he could succeed or not was left to fate.
The big man stopped talking and just slapped the horse with his scabbard, obviously very anxious.
In a moment, the horse stopped in front of a majestic tent. The big man got off his horse and ran in quickly, carrying Lin Ping'an.
With a plop, Lin Ping'an was thrown to the ground. He was immediately dizzy from the fall, and it took him a long time to recover.
He raised his head with some difficulty and looked at everything in front of him.
The tent was full of people, and everyone's eyes were full of grief, mixed with the sounds of women's sobs.
The bearded man stepped forward and threw himself down in front of the bed in the tent.
A young man on the bed had a face as golden as paper, an air of gossamer hair, and his eyes closed tightly, as if he were a dead person.
"Dorgon, don't scare me!"
The big man with the beard shouted in a trembling voice, tears rolling down from his tiger eyes.
He kowtowed heavily to a woman in front of the bed: "Mother, it was me who harmed my second brother..."
Before he finished speaking, he seemed to be unable to hold back any longer and burst into tears.
The woman sitting in front of the bed had a dignified face, frowning, and sighed slightly:
"Ajige, it was Dorgon who sneaked into the military camp on his own and it has nothing to do with you."
There was a burst of noisy footsteps outside the tent, and then the door curtain was raised, and a middle-aged man quickly walked into the tent surrounded by everyone.
"I've seen Dahan!"
Everyone bowed and saluted.
The middle-aged man's hawk-like eyes swept over everyone one by one. He walked to the bed, looked at the young man on the bed, and asked in a deep voice:
"Is it hopeless?"
A military doctor carrying a medicine box immediately bowed and replied with a trembling voice:
"The injury did not involve any vital points, but it was bleeding too much. I'm afraid..."
He didn't finish what he said, but everyone already understood what he meant.
The middle-aged man frowned, clenched his fists, and stared at the young man on the bed in silence.
The atmosphere in the tent suddenly became tense, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on them, leaving everyone breathless.
After a while, the middle-aged man slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, turned around and shouted:
"Kill all the Han people and bury Dorgon with them!"
Lin Ping'an looked at everything in front of him blankly and shouted in his heart:
"Oh my god, Azig? Dorgon?"
"Then the person in front of me is the famous Nurhaci?"
