The cold wave hit one after another, and Zhang Yan only felt that he was about to freeze to death.

He moved his fingers, which had been frozen stiff, endured the chill that invaded his heart, barely supported the ground with his palms, and slowly sat up from the ground, and saw a thrilling scene that made him tremble.

He sat in the middle of a pile of corpses, covered in blood, surrounded by countless mutilated limbs, broken heads, and broken blades, soaked every inch of the ground under him, frozen into a large area of blood-red ice, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting.

The snow-covered surface has been devastated by the war, and the corpses of the refugees who died in the war and cold spell are scattered everywhere.

A long procession of refugees passed by him, all dressed in ancient costumes and in tattered clothes, filled with old people, women, and children, and it was rare to see young people.

He squirmed his cold and stiff hands and feet, barely supported his body and stood up, and when the passers-by saw him get up from the pile of dead people, they all looked over, their eyes were so dull, and their faces were insensitive.

He looked down and saw that he was wearing a piece of iron armor, a cooked copper helmet on his head, and a pair of combat boots at his feet.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that this body was not his own.

But what is it about this body that is now being governed by its own consciousness?

In the distance, an ancient city stands majestically on the vast snowfield, the city wall is like a forest of swords and guns, countless soldiers wearing ancient military uniforms stand there, on the city tower, a big flag embroidered with the word "Han", facing the north wind of hunting, fluttering in the air.

The gates of the city were opened, and the long procession of refugees entered the city under the escort of the army, which looked very orderly.

This desolate picture was full of Zhang Yan's visual nerves, full of desolation and loneliness, and his heart was full of doubts: how could he be in such a place?

Don't...... Am I crossing over?

Zhang Yan clearly remembers that he was hired to go to Africa to assassinate the head of state, but after the assassination was successful, he was betrayed by his employer and hunted down by other mercenaries. In order to escape the pursuit, he fled into an unnamed local cave.

Unexpectedly, the pursuers quickly found his location. In desperation, he had no choice but to walk down the cave to the depths, and suddenly his feet slipped, and the whole person rolled into a bottomless pit.

He felt his body keep falling, and he didn't know how long it was, but he only felt himself dizzy, and soon fell asleep. When he woke up again, he was already on this shijie.

At this moment, a memory that should not have belonged to him appeared in his mind, and the name in this memory turned out to be the same name and surname as him, also called Zhang Yan.

A few days ago, Yanzhou Mu Cao Cao held high the banner of avenging his father, led a large army to invade Xuzhou, and captured more than ten cities in Xuzhou one after another with lightning speed. More than 100,000 people in Xuzhou were brutally murdered, and corpses were everywhere.

Subsequently, Cao Cao sent a large army south along Surabaya, burning, killing and looting along the way, doing all kinds of evil. The Xuzhou soldiers were unable to resist for a while, and they were defeated and retreated.

Mu Taoqian of Xuzhou mobilized more than 10,000 troops in a panic and gathered in the area of Pengcheng, preparing to start a bloody battle with Cao Cao......

In this memory, Zhang Yan was the county lieutenant of Liuxian under the account of Mu Taoqian of Xuzhou, and was attacked by Cao's army on the way to cover the retreat of the people to Pengcheng......

It was also around this time that Zhang Yan's soul crossed over, possessed Zhang Yan with the same name and surname, and woke up from the battlefield.

Two memories, but with the same body, two incompatible memories collided violently, confusing his mind, and he had to use his own will to neutralize the two memories.

After a few minutes, Zhang Yan finally overcame the difficulties and completely integrated the memories of two different periods into his mind.

Thinking that he had come to an era of "rather being a peaceful dog than a troubled world", Zhang Yan's mood was very heavy.

He also knows a lot about history, knowing the history of the late Eastern Han Dynasty, and then he will move towards the famous Three Kingdoms period.

Zhang Yan, who realized that he had come through time, even if he was reluctant to come to this troubled world, he still came.

If it comes, it will be safe, and Zhang Yan quickly accepted the reality.

The north wind was howling, the snowflakes were fluttering, Zhang Yan's face was pale, and his hair and eyebrows were already covered with a layer of frost.

If he stays here any longer, he will freeze to death sooner or later, and he must get out of here as soon as possible.

He picked up a spear from the ground that was not broken, and with the spear in his hand, he walked towards Peng Cheng, who was already frozen unconscious, and turned around and walked towards Peng Cheng, who was not far ahead.

Pengcheng was in front of his eyes, looking at it from a distance, Pengcheng had lost the spirit of the past, as if he had been sick for a long time, a Han army's military flag trembled on the city wall in the cold wind, and the wounds left by the war could be seen everywhere on the broken city wall of Pengcheng.

He stepped on the mountain of corpses and walked towards Pengcheng with difficulty, and everywhere he passed, he saw almost all the corpses of Han soldiers and refugees.

As long as the eye can see, it is blood-red.

Shijie seems to have turned red, the red city wall, the red earth.

This is the end of the Han Dynasty, piles of corpses, wolf smoke everywhere!

"Cao Bing is here! Cao Bing is here! Cao Bing is here......"

Suddenly, several loud shouts came from behind Zhang Yan, and the originally orderly refugee team suddenly became chaotic, and all the people ran in the direction of the city, scrambling to enter the city.

The sound of thunderous horses' hooves came from far and near, Zhang Yan stood in place, feeling the ground under his feet tremble slightly, he looked back, but saw a dense cavalry on the horizon.

The cavalrymen were tall and athletic, and their faces were even more vicious. They wore uniform uniforms, all dressed in linen and filial piety, and the standard-bearers waved the banner of "revenge and hatred", which was also mixed with a big "Cao" character.

The cavalrymen rode up quickly from behind, raised their sharp blades, and killed anyone they saw. As soon as the knife fell, the heads fell to the ground, and blood gushed out from the cavity, pouring another layer of crimson on the already red land.

When Zhang Yan saw such a scene, he couldn't help but be stunned, these cavalrymen killed people when they saw them, and they didn't leave anyone behind, and there was no doubt about the butcher.

He is mixed in with refugees, and he is Tao Qian's subordinate, Cao Bing will not let him go at all, he doesn't want to be hacked and killed as soon as he crosses over, he also wants to use his own ability to break into a new world in this turbulent era!

He turned around and integrated into the army of refugees, heading towards Pengcheng.

As soon as Cao Bing appeared, the soldiers on the city tower immediately became nervous, and the archers drew their bowstrings one after another, ready to defend.

After glancing at the situation outside the city, the general stationed on the tower immediately leaned down and shouted at the soldiers standing at the city gate: "Cao Bing is here, close the city gate quickly!" ”

At the general's order, the troops standing on both sides of the gate retreated into the city, trying to close the gate. But in the face of the flood of refugees pouring into the city, the city gates could not be closed at all.

Zhang Yan's eyes were bright, and after seeing this instantaneous change, he immediately quickened his pace, for fear that he would be turned away by the soldiers in the city.

He ran like the wind, his speed was extremely fast, and he was not too far from the city gate, and in only two or three minutes, he had already run to the city gate, squeezed into the congested refugee stream, and it took a lot of effort to squeeze into the city gate.

Behind him were the screams of refugees being killed, the cries of babies, and the screams of women......

He glanced back, but saw that Cao Bing was getting closer and closer, and the number of people was increasing, rushing to the city like a tide, raising the butcher's knife in his hand and mercilessly slashing the refugees, brutal and unkind.

"Close the city gate quickly, no one is allowed to enter the city again, whoever dares to rush into the city again, it doesn't matter if you kill you!" At this moment, a loud roar came from the castle tower.

When the soldiers standing inside the city gate heard this sound, dozens of people immediately rushed out of the city gate, raised their weapons and slashed at the city gate.

In just an instant, dozens of refugees who finally squeezed to the city gate saw that they could enter the city, but in the face of the sudden change, they couldn't cope at all, and instantly became the ghost of the knife, and blood was sprinkled all over the city gate.

The soldiers stood in a row with the fallen corpses as the boundary, and whoever dared to cross the line, regardless of men, women, and children, would be killed.

Their move immediately had a little effect, and the refugees who rushed to the front did not dare to take another half step forward when they saw such a scene.

But the refugees in the back didn't know it, and still scrambled forward, pushing the group of refugees standing at the front to the ghost gate, and died under the butcher's knives of the defenders.

Zhang Yan's ears kept hearing screams, and he saw that the city gate was also closing little by little, and the soldiers guarding the city gate began to retreat into the city in batches, and he couldn't help but rejoice secretly in his heart.

With a loud bang, the city gate closed tightly, and the helpless cries for help from outside the city were heard.

Through the gap in the city gate, Zhang Yan could see that the Cao soldiers outside the city were wantonly slaughtering batches of refugees, and many refugees who wanted to get close to the city gate area were shot with arrows by the archers guarding the city wall.

In troubled times, human life is like a mustard!

Zhang Yan secretly swore in his heart that he must live well, and he must live very well, to welcome his once-in-a-lifetime new life......

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