Destroy Jin and conquer Song, and carry the Northern Expedition through to the end

Chapter 1 Looking Back, a Hundred Years Have Passed

Liu Huai felt that even if he didn't die, he was not far from death.

As a martial artist, Liu Huai was very confident when he entered the entertainment industry.

With his ability to bend the bow and shoot arrows while mounted, and to wear armor and wield a sword while dismounted, Liu Huai believed that he would soon become an international superstar.

At the very least, with his handsome looks and strong physique, he can still make a living by acting in two costume films.

Then life dealt him a heavy blow.

Liu Huai has been working as a stuntman since he entered the industry at the age of 18. More than ten years later, apart from his increasingly proficient archery and horsemanship, the only thing that remains on the screen is his increasingly broad back.

When Liu Huai originally thought that his fate in this life was at most to be a small-time actor, a turning point quietly arrived.

Relying on the connections he had accumulated over more than ten years as a stuntman, he was finally found by a big production.

In this big production "The Biography of Xin Qiji" which describes the life of Xin Qiji, Liu Huai will play the third male lead.

...and the stand-in for the leading male role, Xin Qiji.

Liu Huai finally felt like he had made it big, but to his great joy, a series of car accidents occurred while he was on his way to the set.

When Liu Huai woke up again, he felt that his consciousness and body had been separated into two parts. Although he could feel severe pain all over his body, he could not even move a finger.

"Where... am I?... Are you still in the car? Has the ambulance arrived yet..."

In his ears, the sound of horse hooves, the clashing of swords, the friction of armor leaves, the roars and even screams of people mixed together, making it extremely noisy and chaotic.

"...a serial car accident?"

Liu Huai thought hard and twitched his body with difficulty, trying to remind the rescuers that there was a living person here who needed to be rescued.

But when he moved, the two approaching footsteps paused.

"Gaotou, why do I feel like this person seems to have moved?"

"Don't talk nonsense, this bastard has turned into a pile of rotten meat, how can he survive?" Another person said disapprovingly: "Help, throw this bastard into the circle."

"okay!"

Liu Huai was dazed by what he heard. He wanted to make some sound but found that he couldn't open his eyes. Then he felt someone pulling his hands and feet. After two low shouts, he was lifted up.

"Gaotou, you said... this man was killed, so why did Zhang Meng'an let him be thrown in front of the soldiers? Aren't you afraid that the soldiers will cause chaos again?"

"Xiao Si, you don't understand this, do you?" the man called Gaotou said gruffly, "This coward at least dared to escape, he's got some courage, but those soldiers are like chickens in a pen. If they find a dead monkey to scare them, they'll get sick."

The timid voice from before was still a little hesitant: "But I still feel it's not right. There are only three Mouke regulars left in Lianshui. If the Qian army starts making trouble again..."

"Shut up!" The man called Gaotou said in a harsh voice, "You coward, you're so careless with your mouth, you're telling all kinds of secrets! If Zhang Mouke hears this, even if he doesn't execute you, he'll definitely give you a beating with a military stick!"

Xiao Si was scolded so much that he fell silent. He muttered a few words under his breath: "There's only one dead person around..."

"Even dead people are not allowed!" Gaotou whispered, "Your father asked me to take care of you, but not just on the battlefield! There are many rules in the army. If you are a coward, you will die without knowing how you died!"

Xiao Si was silent for a moment, then continued in a low voice, "Gaotou, you mentioned such a big gap. Will Song Gou from the opposite side attack?"

"Song dogs? Forget it!" 'Gaotou' sneered. "It's not that I look down on these cowards, but our soldiers are braver than them. Three hundred regular soldiers plus a thousand soldiers are more than enough to defend Lianshui like an iron wall."

As they were talking, the two men had already carried Liu Huai to a place. They each shouted and threw the person in their hands out.

Liu Huai was about to open his mouth to speak, but when he fell heavily to the ground, he couldn't catch his breath and almost fainted, and he entered the state of separation of body and soul again.

He rolled twice on the ground, and all he could hear was the sound of swords and shields clashing. Amidst the curses and shouts, the sound of horse hooves came from far away.

With a neigh, the warhorse suddenly stopped beside Liu Huai. At the same time, the noisy sound stopped instantly as if the pause button had been pressed.

"Listen up, you stick-wielding bastards!" the knight roared, "I, Zhang Yu, keep my word. This matter ends here! Except for the dead and these stinking fish hanging there, your business is over!
But don't get ahead of me. If you don't behave yourself and try to escape again, I'll beat you to death with 11 blows, chop off each of your heads and get out of here."

The whip swung in the air, making a loud whipping sound.

There was silence all around, except for the sound of heavy breathing.

The knight on horseback seemed pleased with the behavior of his surroundings: "Hang up all the deserters and let them down when they are old enough to do the work."

After saying that, the officer named Zhang Yu rode away on his horse. There was another round of chaos. After about ten minutes, Liu Huai's ears finally quieted down.

"What exactly happened?" Liu Huai gradually regained control of his body. He felt pain all over his body, especially his head, which was almost a mess.

On the one hand, Liu Huai clearly remembers his experiences in school and martial arts. He has driven a car, played with a mobile phone, drank Coke, and lived in a high-rise building. Except for occasionally wearing armor and riding a horse to serve as a stand-in in costume dramas, he lives a modern life.

On the other hand, he also remembered that he was an orphan adopted by a low-ranking general of the Song Dynasty. He had been honing his martial arts since he was a child and had followed his adoptive father from fighting against the Jin army to catching bandits and river bandits. He had been on the battlefield countless times.

The two memories mixed together, causing Liu Huai to have a splitting headache.

About half an hour later, after the pain had subsided a little, Liu Huai slowly opened his eyes, only to see that everything around him was pitch black, with only a few torches at the gate more than ten meters away.

With the faint light, Liu Huai saw several men with their hands tied behind their backs and hanging on the gate. They were still struggling slightly, but they couldn't even make a scream.

There were four bald, braided warriors sitting on the ground at the gate, holding swords and wiping their swords in the light of the fire.

"This... is this on the set? It's impossible that I have traveled through time..." Although his thoughts were still confused, Liu Huai still made a judgment based on his years of experience.

However, the next moment, Liu Huai knew that the first guess was impossible.

Looking to both sides along the gate, there are neatly arranged three-meter-high wooden fences, forming a circle that encloses an area of about several hundred square meters.

Nearly a thousand people slept directly on the ground in the middle of the fence, without any tents or even bedding.

Liu Huai dared to swear to heaven that even a film company with great connections would not let nearly a thousand extras use the sky as a blanket and the ground as a bed.

Even though it's not cold now, no one would dare to treat extras like this.

Do you really think that public opinion and laws in modern society are vegetarian?
Could it be that I really traveled through time? But what dynasty is it now?
"You two stay here and watch while I go find something to eat."

The four warriors guarding outside the gate wiped their swords and talked in low voices for a while. Perhaps they felt bored, so two of them stood up, gave instructions to the other two, and then turned and left.

The remaining two people were a little indignant but there was nothing they could do, so they just muttered a few words.

After a while, another person stood up and said he wanted to poop. He ignored the other person's reaction and ran away holding his stomach.

The last man was a little furious, but after cursing a few words, he still didn't dare to disobey the military order and leave the gate alone. He could only sit down angrily and lean against the wooden railing.

The big man with braided hair was also exhausted after a whole day. No one was talking at the moment, and soon he became too tired to bear it. He leaned against the railing and fell into a deep sleep.

Liu Huai tried hard to move his body and turned over with great difficulty. The pain in his body had eased from the pain that made him faint to the pain that made him awake, but his limbs were still sore and weak.

There was a rustling sound beside him. Liu Huai turned his head and saw a man crawling towards him from twenty or thirty meters away.

Soon, the man crawled to Liu Huai's side and said in a low voice with sobs: "Brother...Brother...why did you die...If you die, how can I explain to Aye..."

"Don't cry, I'm not dead yet..." Liu Huai said with difficulty.

The crying stopped suddenly.

(End of this chapter)