The general trend of the world is that if it has been divided for a long time, it must be united, and if it has been united for a long time, it must be divided.
Since the end of the Tang Dynasty, the world has been in chaos for four hundred years.
More than 200 years ago, during the Zhao and Song dynasties, Zhou Chai defeated Tang and Shu in the south and defeated Liu Jiyuan in the north, covering seven points of the world. However, Taizong was defeated by the Gaoliang River, and in the end the Northern Song Dynasty never regained Yanyun.
After that, the north and south of the Liao and Song Dynasties stood side by side. In another hundred years, the Jurchens emerged from the white mountains and black waters, destroyed the Liao and Song Dynasties, and had the tendency to annex the world.
The foreign tribes invaded the Central Plains, and the heroes of the Central Plains rose up to fight against them. Han Shizhong fought at Huang Tiandang, and Yue Fei defeated the Jin Dynasty in Yancheng, and stopped the Jin Dynasty in Huaihe River.
Another hundred years, the golden fortune will also end, but the trend of reunification will not change.
At that time, the Southern Song Dynasty was in a peaceful corner with no ambition to make progress. Then the real person Tianming rose from the desert and was about to enter China and become the master of the world.
However, when Mongolia was gaining momentum, Quanzhen Taoist priests observed the sky at night and saw a comet falling in Henan.
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In the first month of 1232, outside Dengzhou City on Nanjing Road in the Kingdom of Jin, the Mongolian army camped.
At night, the moon was dim and the Mongolian soldiers in the camp were already asleep. Zhao Tai raised the curtain and came out to relieve himself.
He whistled and took out his little brother to pee. A group of patrol soldiers came over, stopped in the distance and looked at him directly.
Zhao Tai turned his back and cursed in his mind: "Mom, what's so good about peeing!"
He didn't notice the frightened eyes of the patrolling soldiers. When the guy raised his head, he saw a comet piercing the night sky and falling rapidly.
The comet was a small bright spot in his eyes at first, but in the blink of an eye it took up the entire eye.
"Broom star..." Zhao Tai smacked his mouth, and there was only one last thought left in his mind. Although it is wrong to urinate everywhere, there is no need to hit me with a comet.
Before he could reach it, he screamed in alarm. The comet fell to the ground with a loud "boom". Zhao Tai's body was overturned by the air wave and he passed out.
Three days later, Zhao Tai opened his eyes and sat up from the camp bed. He looked puzzled at the fact that he was actually wearing a suit of ancient armor. His eyes were filled with shock and at the same time a trace of uncertain joy.
"I'm not dead!" Zhao Tai touched his body to make sure there were no missing arms or legs, so he got up from the bed and looked at the surrounding furnishings.
In fact, there wasn't much to see. Apart from the camp bed made of door panels, there was just a helmet and a sword hung on a shelf.
Zhao Tai remembered that he was laid off from his company and was living in a rented house. He was watching short videos until late at night when he suddenly suffered from heart attack and then nothing happened.
After giving himself a crisp slap, Zhao Tai smiled after a short period of mental construction.
This is time travel, and it seems that I am still a general. I want to come to ancient times to enjoy the blessings.
There was a commotion outside the tent, and he wanted to see what was going on outside, so he raised the curtain and happened to bump into a group of people preparing to come in.
"Hey, Baihu, you're awake!" The leader was about forty, with dark and rough skin. He was a little surprised to see Zhao Tai.
This man is the commander of ten men under Zhao Tai, named Hu Zhen, a Han from Yanyun. He has rich experience and has served various forces.
"Baihu?" Although Zhao Tai used to sell adult products, he often read historical novels in his spare time, so when he heard the name Baihu, he roughly guessed that he was either in the Yuan Dynasty or the Ming Dynasty.
Bai Huxiao is a bit small, but he is also an official, so it is not unacceptable to him.
However, Zhao Tai quickly frowned because he saw that the visitor's armor style did not seem to be from the Ming Dynasty.
In ancient Chinese armor, Zhajia had been the mainstream before the Yuan Dynasty, and cloth-faced armor began to appear in the Yuan Dynasty.
Zhao Tai looked at the visitor and saw that both he and himself were wearing armor. It was unlikely that they were from the Ming Dynasty, but could only be from the Yuan Dynasty.
Zhao Tai comforted himself, the Yuan Dynasty was not bad, the Qianyuan Dynasty was great.
Of course, since it is the Yuan Dynasty, we have to think about regaining the rivers and mountains, but I don’t know whether it is the beginning or the end of the Yuan Dynasty.
If it was the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, then I would have no choice but to lie down, but if it was the end of the Yuan Dynasty, then I should think about whether I should bury a stone statue in the ground myself, or go to Huaixi to find a shoehorn face, cut off the chicken head and burn it until it is yellow. Paper, they became brothers with different surnames.
But being Lao Zhu's brother seems to be quite dangerous, so it's better to start your own business.
Just as she was thinking about it, Hu Zhen had already walked into the tent, took the helmet and sword from the shelf, and stuffed them directly into Zhao Tai's hands.
Zhao Tai was stunned, "What are you doing?"
"Baihu, the Mongols are going to attack Dengzhou. Since you are awake, you must participate. Otherwise, if you let the Mongols know, you will definitely be beheaded." Hu Zhen explained and urged Zhao Tai to leave quickly.
Zhao Tai was dumbfounded, "Attack Dengzhou and let me attack the city?"
Zhao Tai took the helmet and sword that were thrust into his hands, and was surrounded by them when he came to a Qianhu on horseback.
"Qianhu, we Baihu are awake!" Hu Zhen clasped her fists.
The Qianhu glanced at Zhao Tai impatiently, and then turned to the soldiers in formation, "Okay, everyone is here, then follow me and set off to capture Dengzhou, leaving no chickens or dogs behind!"
After finishing speaking, the thousand households rushed out of the camp at the lead, followed by nearly a thousand soldiers, who trotted behind them and rushed towards the battlefield.
Zhao Tai felt that he should understand the current situation. As he followed the team, he asked tentatively: "Brother, what do you call me? My head is dizzy now and my mind is a little messed up. Can you tell me who I am?" Who? Who are we attacking now?"
Hu Zhen was stunned for a moment, seeing that Zhao Tai didn't look like he was joking. Thinking about being hit by a meteorite, such a bizarre thing could happen to him, and it was normal for him to go crazy.
"Baihu, my name is Hu Zhen, your name is Zhao Tai, we are attacking Jinli!"
"Going for gold?" Zhao Tai's head was buzzing, "It was during the Mongolian invasion of the south, and I was a traitor..."
For a moment, Zhao Tai felt bad. He was not here to enjoy happiness, he was clearly in hell.
Zhao Tai tried his best to calm down and continued to ask, "Do you know that my name is Zhao Tai and that I have no family?"
"Oh!" Hu Zhen suddenly laughed and said, "You said before that you were the eighth generation grandson of King Zhao Defang of Qin, after Song Taizu."
When Zhao Tai heard the news, he was shocked and almost covered Hu Zhen's mouth, "Keep your voice down!"
Hu Zhen pushed his hand away, "Everyone knows this. You used to tell everyone about it!"
Zhao Tai thought to himself, in the Mongolian army, saying that he is a member of Zhao Song's clan, isn't this unhealthy? I need to get out of here quickly.
However, seeing that Hu Zhen seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Zhao Tai understood a little bit and was amusing himself with this guy.
With so many thoughts on his mind, Zhao Tai had already trotted all the way to Dengzhou City before he had time to sort them out.
Zhao Tai thought about it, there shouldn't be anyone more unlucky than him.
He just opened his eyes and was about to think about the future and prepare to do great things, when someone forced a knife into his hands and dragged him to the ancient battlefield.
At this time, in front of him was a dilapidated ancient city. Countless figures were braving the rain of arrows and cannon stones from the city head, charging forward carrying the city ladder.
Next to him was a row of huge trebuchets. Under the control of the soldiers, with a flick of the throwing pole, the stones flew into the air, roaring across the sky, and smashed into the ruined city.
This is a magnificent war scene, and being in it is shocking, but Zhao Tai just wants to go home.
At this time, he looked at the battlefield. The scene in front of him was completely different from the experience of watching the video. He watched the siege ladder being overturned, watching kerosene pouring on the city, and the Mongolian soldiers who were attacking the city were covered in fire. They were miserable. Yelling falling.
Zhao Tai's Adam's apple squirmed, "I have to leave here. Either I'm afraid, or I simply don't want to serve the Mongols."
As he was standing, he was suddenly kicked from behind, knocking him forward and almost causing him to eat shit.
"I want to die!" The captain roared like a lion, "What are you doing? Come on, let me charge! Those who shrink from the battle will die!"
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