Sitting on the bed, feeling the real pain and touch, Xiao Ruxun's face was blank.
Xiao Ruxun was born in the year 2007. In the year 1980, Xiao Ruxun was 23 years old. He graduated from a university's history department, and like countless university graduates, he was faced with a difficult job search.
That year, the United States returned from exploring the outer galaxy with an unknown virus. The researchers were careless in their management, causing the virus to leak out on a large scale, causing a large number of people to be infected. The initial characteristics of the virus were high infectivity and high mortality, just like the Black Death that once ravaged the European continent. However, when humans tried to use drugs to fight against the virus, something even more terrifying happened.
The virus developed a strong resistance to the drug, and even completed its own mutation, turning the dead human bodies that it infected into brutal man-eating zombies. In just three months, the United States collapsed, and the virus ravaged North and South America. In another three months, the entire American continent collapsed, and the virus spread across the globe through spaceships, planes, and cruise ships. Even though various countries had prepared in advance, they still couldn't stop the virus from breaking out and spreading on a large scale.
Three years later, other than a few countries and regions that used their advantageous terrain to isolate themselves from the rampaging zombies and still maintained a state of government, more than 80% of the world had fallen. Nearly five billion people had turned into man-eating zombies, and the beautiful world had turned into a purgatory. Blood massacres could be seen everywhere, and human civilization had collapsed overnight. Other than a few areas that maintained civilization, the survivors who couldn't get help from the government had gradually built survivor bases in zombie-occupied areas. Using the ancient farming method as the core foundation, they struggled at death's door.
Xiao Ruxun was the leader of one of the survivor bases. After two years of purgatory, he had honed his skills and firm will, and occupied an area in the Sichuan region to build a survivor base. He had accepted more than 80,000 survivors, fought the zombies on the outside, and took care of the people on the inside. He had pulled the lost civilization back from the slash-and-burn period bit by bit, gathered a large number of experts and professionals, and redeveloped civilization on this land, and even built schools.
Five years later, under the continuous counterattack of human survivors, the once lost land was retaken bit by bit, and the connection between the major survivor bases that had been cut off by zombies was restored. This not only brought great hope, but also brought a great crisis. Under anarchy, the maintenance of human nature had lost the constraints of the law, and had lost the basic guarantee. Among the survivor leaders, there were people like Xiao Ruxun who insisted on the rule of law, maintaining civilization, and maintaining human nature, but there were also people who were cruel and bloodthirsty, and took pleasure in swallowing others.
In addition to zombies, the survivor bases began to face the threat of human beings. Compared to brainless zombies, intelligent human beings were more terrifying.
Xiao Ruxun's biggest enemy was a survivor leader who occupied the original Hanzhong area, Ma Han. Ma Han coveted the wealth of the Sichuan survivor base that Xiao Ruxun occupied, and was determined to seize it. Not only did he bring people to attack, but he also did not hesitate to attract the zombies to attack, which frustrated Xiao Ruxun many times. But in the last battle, Ma Han was so crazy that he wanted to die together with Xiao Ruxun. Surrounded by thousands of zombies, Xiao Ruxun had no choice but to order the detonation of the explosives, and die together with Ma Han and thousands of zombies.
Xiao Ruxun thought that he was going to die, but his consciousness, which should have been lost, came back. When he opened his eyes, he saw the light again.
Looking at the strange things in front of him, the embroidered couch, the quilt, the carved wooden bed, the antique furniture, and the whole antique room, Xiao Ruxun looked down and saw that his upper body was naked. His chest was wrapped in bandages, and there was blood on the left side of his chest. The rest of his body was intact, including his hands, feet, and legs. This made Xiao Ruxun very surprised.
In the post-apocalyptic world where civilization was lost, Xiao Ruxun had never seen such a simple and charming antique house. Modern civilization was lost at an extremely fast speed, and once the human beings who relied on modern civilization lost it, the speed of degeneration was even more shocking. They almost had to start from the slash-and-burn era to fight against zombies and restore civilization at the same time. After working hard for more than ten years, Xiao Ruxun finally built the framework of civilization in the base, and the exquisite antique house in front of him was something that Xiao Ruxun could only see when he was reading books in his spare time.
Xiao Ruxun remembered that she had perished together with Ma Han in the Qinling Mountains, and the fact that there were only a few wounds on her body left Xiao Ruxun very puzzled. Under that kind of explosion, even a body of steel would not be able to remain unscathed, let alone a human body.
Xiao Ruxun forced his injured body to get off the bed, stood up, and looked around the whole room. An inexplicable feeling kept growing in his heart. Moving his eyes to the right, Xiao Ruxun saw an antique bookcase and a desk. He walked to the bookcase and was surprised to find that the books were basically thread-bound books. He randomly took out a few books, such as Sun Tzu's Art of War, Wu Zi's Art of War, and Hundred Strategies. All of them were vertical traditional Chinese characters from left to right, and the font was quite old, definitely not modern. It felt like the ancient books that he found in the old librarian's small house when he was in college.
But those books were the only copies left from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. They were precious copies passed down by the old librarian's ancestors, and they were almost the same style as the books in this bookcase.
Not to mention the apocalypse, even in modern society, who would specially read these kinds of books? Moreover, these kinds of books could be counted as cultural relics in modern times, right? In the apocalypse, they were considered the remnants of civilization, who would be willing to read them? They were all hidden as family heirlooms.
But every book was the same, and there were also poetry collections and some Confucian classics. There was no trace of modern books. Xiao Ruxun became more and more bewildered, and his heart beat faster. The ominous premonition became more and more obvious, until he saw a piece of paper on the desk. There were some words on it, and he hurriedly walked over to pick it up and read.
"Zhi Tai Jun: The traitor Bo Bai has failed to live up to the Emperor's grace. He has appointed the traitor Liu Dongyang as the commander-in-chief of the army, and called himself the mastermind. He has already successively captured 47 forts in Hexi, and his momentum is great. All the defending generals have betrayed the Emperor's grace, and surrendered when they heard the news, causing the traitor's momentum to grow, and his momentum to grow. Hexi is in danger, and now the traitor's fake General of the Left, Tu Wenxiu, is leading an army to attack Pinglu City. I's family has received the Emperor's grace for generations, and have been bestowed with the position of General of Ningxia, and the garrison of Pinglu City. I cannot betray the Emperor's grace, and kneel to the traitor.
I is determined to defend Pinglu City to the death, and will not surrender even to a single soldier. However, I's army is small, and the traitor has gathered thousands of men to attack Pinglu City. I's army is less than three thousand, and although he has a lot of rations, his soldiers and horses are few. If the traitor's army increases, I will not be able to fight for long. For the sake of the country, I urgently hope that Zhi Tai Jun will send reinforcements. I kneel, weeping blood!
Wan Li 20th year, third of the third month, Ningxia General Ping Lu City Garrison Xiao Ruxun. "
It was a letter, written with a brush. The font was regular, and the format was from top to bottom, from right to left. There was an envelope beside the letter, and on the envelope was written, "To Zhi Tai Jun Wei Gong". It seemed like the letter was sent out before it could be put into the envelope.
Xiao Ruxun was shocked, and he held onto the table as he sat shakily on the chair. Holding the letter, he stared at the inscription — Wan Li 20th year, third of the third month, Ningxia General Ping Lu City Garrison … Xiao Ruxun? Me?
As a graduate of the History Department, if Xiao Ruxun didn't like history, he wouldn't have chosen the History Department behind his family's back, which was becoming less and less important in the modern world. However, in the post-apocalyptic world, Xiao Ruxun, who had graduated from the History Department, seemed to have turned on a cheat code to survive.
The battle between humans and zombies, from one day, had become a large-scale conflict. The lone hero mode was no longer popular in the post-apocalyptic world. At that time, whether it was the survivors or the zombies, they had all gathered together. A single person's strength couldn't change the situation. Only a large number of people and resources could change the situation, whether it was returning to civilization or humanity being destroyed.
The reason why Xiao Ruxun was able to become the leader of a base in the post-apocalyptic world was because he was familiar with history books and had a deep understanding of history and geography.
After a period of survival, Xiao Ruxun began to treat the zombies as the enemy, and his own forces as guerrillas. Xiao Ruxun was very familiar with how guerrillas fought against large-scale enemy forces. There were many examples in history of how to annihilate a large number of enemies under a disadvantageous situation. Xiao Ruxun used his familiarity with history to become the leader of a base.
Relying on the mountainous terrain of the west, Xiao Ruxun repeatedly used the brainless and bloodthirsty characteristics of zombies to lure groups of zombies to the top of the cliff. He linked ropes to the top of the opposite mountain in advance and lured a large number of zombies to fall to their deaths. He also used fresh meat to lure zombies into the valley, blocked the way in front and back, and set them on fire. He also used asphalt to make a large number of zombies unable to move, and set them on fire … He even brought out a hunting team with strong fighting strength and survival ability, which shocked the western survivor groups.
Therefore, even in the post-apocalyptic world, Xiao Ruxun still persisted in reading, reading history books, especially when he needed to deal with many survivor groups. He read books, studied people's minds, and delved into the ways of intrigue, so that he wouldn't fall into a trap. He relied on this knowledge to survive many times, and protected the safety of the entire base.
Therefore, Xiao Ruxun was very clear about what this letter represented.
Bo Bai, Ningxia, Pinglucheng, Wanli 20th Year – put together, it was one of the three famous battles of the Ming Dynasty, the Battle of Ningxia, 1592 AD. From his previous era, it was actually a full 500 years ago. And 500 years ago, during the Daming Dynasty, there was a person with the same name as him.
At this moment, Xiao Ruxun suddenly thought of the space-time travel theory, which was once highly valued. Although with the advent of the post-apocalyptic world, survival became the mainstream, but after more than 10 years, humans couldn't even forget this basic knowledge. When he chatted with his fellow survivors, there would occasionally be one or two guys who weren't very strong-willed and said that it would be great if they could travel back to the previous era.
To be honest, Xiao Ruxun naturally thought of this. He didn't need to suffer, he didn't need to face the terrible zombies every day, he didn't need to worry about whether there would be another meal every day. Wasn't it good to go back to the original stable and peaceful life?
But after all, this was just an extravagant hope, he never expected such a day to come, so he would rather believe that everything in front of him was a dream, an illusion, than believe that it was real.
But what if it was real?
The hand holding the letter couldn't help but tremble, Xiao Ruxun's breathing suddenly became rapid. He glanced around and finally saw a bronze mirror. Shocked, he propped up his body and slowly moved to the front of the bronze mirror.
The appearance of the bronze mirror was a representative. In ancient China, at the latest at the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, the vast mainland still widely used bronze mirrors instead of glass mirrors. Glass mirrors slowly became popular after the middle of the Qing Dynasty. At this moment, if the previous letter was correct, the appearance of the bronze mirror in the northwest of Ningxia could already represent this era. It wouldn't be later than the Qing Dynasty, at least in modern society, the bronze mirror had already become a cultural relic.
Xiao Ruxun walked step by step to the front of the bronze mirror, he saw on the polished yellow mirror surface, there was a not blurred face.
That face, it was very familiar, it was his own face, and the hair …
The top of the head was tied in a bun, a circle of dark red cloth around the forehead and the back of the head tightly tied up the hair.
If he remembered correctly, this was the typical hair ornament of a man in the Ming Dynasty.
Xiao Ruxun still couldn't believe it, his eyes swept to a door, walked over, and pushed the door outwards, it didn't open, he pulled it inwards, a beam of sunlight shone on his face, it was so bright that Xiao Ruxun couldn't open his eyes, he had to cover his eyes with his hands.
"General? You're awake? "
A soft cry made Xiao Ruxun a little dazed.
Slightly opening his eyes, he saw two blurred black figures in front of him. Until his eyes adapted to the sunlight, Xiao Ruxun saw clearly that in front of him stood two young men wearing wide-brimmed leather hats, the same dark red cotton clothes and trousers, dark brown leather armor on their chests, and a waist knife.
"You …"
Just as Xiao Ruxun was about to ask who they were, the two men immediately knelt on one knee and shouted in unison, "General is mighty!"
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