Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

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The protagonist is indeed an immortal person, but she is indeed just an ordinary person, and it takes time for her to change.

The State of Qin was the first dynasty she experienced. In this dynasty, she experienced the troubled times and felt the war years when people were not as good as dogs. In this troubled times, her current mind is only to fulfill her master's wish to repay her kindness Love, and then go back alone until death.

The change of a person needs the accumulation of time, and the same change of a history also needs the accumulation of time.It is impossible for a person to be an ordinary person one day and become a national hero who saves the world and the people the next day.

She needs to go through it before she can change because of her experience.She needs to accumulate her own abilities before she can change farm tools, research and manufacture things that did not exist in the era.

Just like the current protagonist is in the process of slowly changing, she has changed from a bystander's mentality to a person who really wants to end this troubled world.

So there will be changes in history, but not so fast.

Chapter 177: It's a big deal to die in this troubled world

The sound of stepping horses gradually came in, and the armored infantry walked on the road carrying spears in their hands. The endless army, every step forward of the team, was a chaotic and dull footsteps.

Brother Hei has a broad back, and he walks very steadily without much bumps.Gu Nan put his hand on Brother Hei's back, straightened his body, and turned his head to look at the endless army.

It has been [-] years in the military formation, but it just feels like killing one after another, everything seems like yesterday.

The white armor on his body made a knocking sound from time to time following Brother Hei's steps. He carried a silver spear on his shoulder, and the tip of the spear stood behind him.

The spear given by the King of Han when he was envoy to Han last time was intended to be handed over when he came back, but no one thought to give it back.

The Qin character on the black flag makes people look inexplicably bleak, but also somewhat majestic.

"Brother Gu."

Wang Jian rode a horse and walked beside Gu Nan, wearing armor, studying the map in his hand.But seeing Gu Nan looking back all the time, he raised his head in doubt and asked.

"What are you looking at?"

"Ah?" Gu Nan came back to his senses after being called out by Wang Jian, looked back at him and shook his head with a smile: "It's nothing."

As he spoke, he untied a water bag from his waist and took a sip, then shrugged his shoulders casually: "I'm looking at how many of them can come back alive."

"Or." She raised her water bag, turned her head to look at Wang Jian, and smiled, "Will I die there too?"

Wang Jian smiled lightly, and pulled the rein of the horse under him: "Who knows?"

"It's not like the you I know, though."

"You never look back."

"Really?" Gu Nan tied his water bag back to his waist, and raised the corners of his mouth.

"This time, we are going to overthrow the world."

"So what about subverting the world?"

Wang Jian stared at the road ahead, his eyes were lingering: "Shouldn't the ambition of a general be to ride the horse everywhere?"

"It's nothing more than adding random arrows to the body, nothing more than being decapitated, and nothing more than dying in this troubled world."

Gu Nan nodded with a smile, not sure if he was affirming Wang Jian's words, or what, the spear hung from his shoulder: "The horse rides everywhere."

Zhao and Yan have been fighting for more than a month, and the balance of the six kingdoms has been completely broken with Qin's re-emergence. The balance between heaven and earth has tilted, and it has begun to hang to Qin's side.

30 troops raised their flags, and the power and influence moved the world.

The 30 troops were divided into three groups, and invaded the territory of Zhao State from the west, northwest and south routes.

The Western Army is led by Qin General Wang Jian who has only emerged in recent years, the Northwest Army is commanded by the mourning general of the Qin Imperial Army, and the Southern Army is the most important, controlled by a veteran Heng Gan.

People in the Zhao Kingdom were in panic, but the other countries were surprisingly silent and chose to wait and see.

Even South Korea, which stands on the side of Zhao Guo, did not move.

Zhao Guo and Yan Guo fought fiercely in the north for more than a month, and they were no longer able to stick to the rear. Qin's army caught Zhao Guo by surprise.

And Qin Jun would no longer allow Zhao Guo enough time to prepare.

The night is shrouded, and there are only a few stars, and the quiet night always makes people want to sleep more.The guards at the head of Hanyang City stood on the city wall, and in the corner, a man was leaning against the wall, yawning, rubbing the corners of his eyes, and Chang Ge, who was in his arms, leaned aside.

The torches on the top of the city have been half burned, and they are about to go out.

"Be more energetic."

A group of decent-looking people came over and frowned when they saw the soldiers with sleepiness written on their faces.

"The Qin army raised troops. If the Qin army came here to attack the city at this time, wouldn't you ask the whole city to accompany you to die with your appearance?"

The soldier hurriedly stood up, straightened his helmet, and stood on the top of the wall, not daring to speak.

The team shook his head, turned around and prepared to go to the next place.

It wasn't until the team was walking away that the soldier turned his head resentfully to look in the direction he left.

"It was said a month ago that the Qin army raised troops, how could it be so fast."

Complaining and loosening his shoulders, he leaned on Chang Ge in his hand: "This night watch should be done by those who really can't sleep. I'm very sleepy."

"Take it." A crisp sound caught the soldiers' attention. The torch's light was not bright, and they could only vaguely see a black object hanging on the top of the city.

The soldier frowned, took the torch from the top of the city, and walked towards the black object.

When I walked in, I found that it seemed to be a hook, which was divided into three claws and firmly embedded in the stone cracks of the city wall.

There is also a rope tied to the back of the claw, and one end of the rope is not known to be made of ordinary hemp rope.

Nothing I've seen, but the rope under the hook seems to be shaking, as if something is pulling.

The soldier swallowed, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart, and put the long dagger in his hand.

He looked towards the city wall outside the claw.

His eyes widened at just one glance. It was a man in black armor with a large shield as tall as a man and a spear on his back. crawl.

The moment he looked over, the flame of the torch in his hand just illuminated the face of the man in black armor. He couldn't see the face clearly, but he could see clearly a hideous carved armor face, which was a fierce beast with its bloody mouth open.

"!!"

"Enemy!!!" The soldier opened his mouth and was about to shout, but he only shouted one word, and the man in black armor had already crawled in front of him.

In an instant, he took out a palm-length dagger from the back of his waist, leapt forward, and jumped onto the top of the wall.

At the same time, the soldier only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then he couldn't yell anymore. A cut was made in his neck, and he could only make a hoo hoo sound. A blood bubble appeared on his neck, and he fell weakly on the ground.