Sitting on the bed, feeling the real pain and touch, Xiao Ruxun looked confused.

Xiao Ruxun was born in 2057 AD. In 2080 AD, Xiao Ruxun graduated from the Department of History Studies at the University. Like the recent university graduates for countless years, he was in a job hunting dilemma.

In that year, the spacecraft returned from the American exploration of the alien system brought back unknown viruses in the alien system. Researchers accidentally managed the virus and caused a large-scale leakage of the virus, causing large-scale population infections. The initial exposure characteristics of the virus were high infectiousness and high mortality, like the Black Death that once ravaged the European continent. However, when humans tried to use drugs to fight the virus with anti-Black Death, something even more terrifying happened.

The virus has developed severe resistance to drugs and even completed its own upgrade and mutation, turning the infected and dead human bodies into cruel and tyrannical cannibals. In just three months, America collapsed, the virus raged to the North and South America. In another March, the American continent collapsed across the board, and the virus spread to the world through spacecraft, planes, cruise ships, etc. Even if countries have prepared in advance, it still cannot stop the large-scale outbreak and spread of the virus.

Three years later, except for a few countries and regions in the world who used their dominant terrain to isolate zombies and still maintain the state of government, more than 80% of the areas were all destroyed, nearly 5 billion people became cannibals, and the beautiful world became purgatory, and blood star killings could be seen everywhere. Human civilization collapsed every day. Except for a few areas that maintained civilization, the survivors who could not get government rescued with the government were relieved, and survivors who retreated with the government successively established one survivor base after another in the zombie-occupied areas, using the ancient military farming method as the core basis, surviving.

Xiao Ruxun is the leader of one of the survivor bases. After two years of purgatory career, he honed his skills and firm will. He also occupied a piece of area in the Sichuan and Shu area to establish a survivor base. He successively accepted more than 80,000 survivors, resisted zombies externally, and governed people's livelihood internally. He pulled the lost civilization bit by bit from the slash-and-burn period, gathered a large number of former experts and professionals to redevelop civilization on this land, and even established schools.

Five years later, under the continuous counterattack of human survivors, the once lost land was regained bit by bit, and the connection between the major survivor bases that were isolated by zombies was restored again. This not only brought great hope, but also brought great crisis. Under anarchy, the maintenance of human nature lost the legal constraints and the minimum guarantee. Among the survivor leaders, there were both existences like Xiao Ruxun who insisted on the rule of law and civilization and insisted on human nature, as well as those who were cruel and bloodthirsty to annex others.

Survivor base begins to face threats from besides zombies, and humans are even more terrifying than brainless zombies.

Xiao Ruxun's biggest enemy was Ma Han, a survivor leader who occupied the former Hanzhong area. Ma Han coveted the wealth of the Sichuan survivor base occupied by Xiao Ruxun and was determined to seize it. Not only led people to attack, but also attracted zombies to attack and defeated Xiao Ruxun repeatedly. However, in the last battle, Ma Han was so crazy that he wanted to die with Xiao Ruxun and surrounded by thousands of zombies. Xiao Ruxun had no choice but to order the explosives to be detonated and buried in the fire with Ma Han and thousands of zombies.

Xiao Ruxun thought he would die, but the consciousness that he should have lost revived again. When he opened his eyes, he actually saw the light again.

Looking at everything strange in front of me, brocade couches, quilts, carved wooden beds, ancient furniture, and the antique whole room, looking down, I saw that I was naked and bandages were wrapped around my chest, and blood was penetrated on the left side of my chest, and the rest were intact, and my hands, feet and legs were intact, which made Xiao Ruxun feel incredible.

In the lost end of civilization, how could Xiao Ruxun have seen such simple and charming ancient housing? Modern civilization is lost at an extremely fast speed. Once humans relying on modern civilization lose their modern civilization, the speed of degeneration is even more amazing. They almost have to start slowly from the era of slash-and-burn farming to fight zombies while restoring civilization. After working hard for more than ten years, Xiao Ruxun finally established a framework for civilization in the base, and the exquisite classical houses in front of him can only be seen by Xiao Ruxun when he reads books in his spare time.

I remember that I died together with Ma Han in the mountains of the Qinling Mountains, and the fact that there were only a little wound on my body made Xiao Ruxun very puzzled. Under such an explosion, even steel bars and iron bones could not be protected from damage, let alone human body?

Xiao Ruxun got out of bed with his wounded body, stood up, and looked around the room. An inexplicable feeling continued to grow in his heart. His gaze moved to the right. Xiao Ruxun saw an ancient bookcase and a desk. He walked to the bookcase and looked at it. He was surprised to find that these books were basically all line-bound books, and he took out a few books. "The Art of War", "The Art of War of Wu Zi", "The Art of War of Hundreds of Wars", etc. were all vertical traditional characters from left to right. The printed fonts were quite old and were definitely not modern. They felt like the ancient books I found in the small house of the old library administrator when I was in college.

But those books are lonely books left during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. They are precious lonely books handed down from the ancestors of old administrators. They are almost the same as the books in this cabinet.

Not to mention the end of the world, in modern society, where can anyone read this kind of book specifically? Moreover, this kind of book can also be regarded as a cultural relic in modern times, right? In the end of the world, it is considered to be a afterimage of civilization. Who would still be willing to read it? It is hidden as a family heirloom.

But every book is like this, and there are collections of poems and some Confucian classics. I can't see the shadow of modern books. Xiao Ruxun became more and more surprised, his heart beats more and more fiercely, and his ominous premonition becomes more and more obvious. Until he saw a piece of paper on the desk with some words on it, he hurried over and picked up the piece of paper and read it.

"Maintaining Tai Junjian: He worshipped the rebel traitor, betrayed the emperor's kindness, and appointed his traitor Liu Dongyang as the general, called himself the planner, and had captured forty-seven forts in Hexi. The momentum was huge. The defenders in various places betrayed the emperor's kindness and surrendered when they heard the news, which made the bandit's momentum become more powerful and the momentum became more fierce. Hexi was in danger. The rebels' pseudo-left gang general Tu Wenxiu led his army to attack Pinglu City. The last generals have been deeply favored by the emperor for generations, and were defeated as Ningxia's general. The garrison of Pinglu City, and they could not betray the heavenly grace and bend to the gang of the gang.

The last general decided to defend Pinglu City to the death. He would never surrender even after the battle. However, the last general was small and the generals had few soldiers. Thousands of soldiers gathered to attack Pinglu City in turn. The last general had only three thousand soldiers. Although there were too many food and fodder, there were few soldiers. If the bandits were fighting, the last general might not be able to fight for a long time. For the national plan, he was eager to send reinforcements to help. The last general cried out in tears and bowed!

On the third day of the third month of the 20th year of Wanli, Ningxia Ginseng General Pinglu City guarded Xiao Ruxun."

This is a letter, written in a brush, with the font in regular script, and the format is from top to bottom, from right to left. There is an envelope next to the letter, which reads the "Master Wei Gong Qinqi" on it. It seems that he had not had time to put it in the envelope and sent someone to send it out after writing it.

Xiao Ruxun was shocked, and he held the table and sat tremblingly on the chair. He held the letter and looked at the signature of the letter. On the third day of the third month of the 20th year of Wanli, Ningxia Governor Pinglu City was guarding the garrison... Xiao Ruxun? Me?

As a graduate of the history department, if Xiao Ruxun didn't like history very much, he would not have chosen a department like History Department, which is increasingly unrespected in modern times, and he fell into a job hunting dilemma. However, in the end of the world, Xiao Ruxun, who was born in the history department, survived as if he had a cheat.

The battle between humans and zombies has become a large-scale conflict mode since one day. The single-player lone hero mode is no longer popular in the world three years after the end of the world. At that time, both surviving humans and zombies have already formed a group. A person's power cannot reverse the overall situation. Only by aggregating large-scale manpower and material resources can the situation be reversed, whether it is returning to civilization or human destruction.

Xiao Ruxun was able to become the leader of a base in the end of the world because he was familiar with history books and was well versed in history and geography.

After a period of survival, Xiao Ruxun began to treat zombies as the enemy and his own forces as guerrillas. Xiao Ruxun knew the battle examples of how the guerrillas fought against large-scale enemy forces. It was not uncommon in history that Xiao Ruxun used this familiar historical battle example to grow from a dog-headed military advisor to a base leader.

Relying on the mountainous and steep terrain in the west, Xiao Ruxun repeatedly used the brainless and bloodthirsty zombies to induced groups of zombies to the cliff, linked the rope to the top of the opposite mountain in advance, luring a large number of zombies to fall and die, or luring the zombies into the valley with fresh livestock, blocking the way out, setting fire to burn them, or using asphalt to prevent large zombies from moving, setting fire to burn them... and even brought out a hunting force with extremely strong combat power and survivability, which shocked the survivor group in the west.

Therefore, even in the end of the world, Xiao Ruxun still insisted on reading and history books, especially when he needed to deal with many survivor groups, he even read, studied people's hearts, and studied conspiracies and tricks, so as not to fall into the trap by himself, and rely on this knowledge many times to survive, protecting the safety of the entire base.

So Xiao Ruxun knew very well what this letter represented.

The 20th year of Wanli, the 20th year of Ningxia, Pinglucheng, and the gathering together was one of the three famous battles during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty. The Battle of Ningxia, in 1592 AD, was exactly five hundred years ago when he lived before, but in the Ming Dynasty five hundred years ago, there was a man with the same name and surname as him.

At this moment, Xiao Ruxun suddenly remembered the time and space theory that was once highly valued. Although survival was the mainstream with the advent of the end of the world, human beings have not even forgotten these basic knowledge for more than ten years. When chatting with surviving comrades, there were occasionally one or two people with less firm minds who said that it would be great if they could travel back to the previous era.

To be honest, Xiao Ruxun naturally thought about it this way, not having to suffer, not having to face terrible zombies every day, not having to worry about whether there is still a next meal after eating, and not being able to return to the original stable and peaceful life. Isn’t that good?

But this is just a luxury after all. He never expected that there would be such a day, so he would rather believe that everything he saw in front of him was a dream or a illusion than believe that it was real.

But what if this is true?

The hand holding the letter kept trembling, and Xiao Ruxun's breathing suddenly became rapid. He glanced around and finally saw a bronze mirror. With a sudden shock, he supported himself and slowly moved to the bronze mirror.

The emergence of bronze mirrors is a representative. In ancient China, at the latest in the early Qing Dynasty, bronze mirrors were still widely used instead of glass mirrors in the mainland. Glass mirrors gradually became popular after the middle of the Qing Dynasty. At this moment, if the previous letters were correct, the emergence of bronze mirrors in Ningxia and the northwest border areas could represent the era at this time, and would not be later than the Qing Dynasty. At least modern society, bronze mirrors have become cultural relics.

Xiao Ruxun walked to the bronze mirror step by step and saw a face that was not blurred on the polished and slightly yellow mirror.

That face is very familiar, it is your own face, and the hair...

A bun on the top of the head, a circle of dark red cloth wrapped around the forehead and the back of the head, wrapping the hair.

If you remember correctly, this is a typical hairdressing dress for men in the Ming Dynasty.

Xiao Ruxun still couldn't believe it. He glanced at a door, walked over, pushed the door outward, couldn't push it open, and pulled it in, a beam of sunlight shone towards him. Xiao Ruxun couldn't open his eyes and had to cover his eyes with his hands.

"General? Are you awake?"

A soft shout made Xiao Ruxun a little dazed.

He opened his eyes slightly and saw two blurry black shadows in front of him. It was not until his eyes adapted to the sun that Xiao Ruxun saw clearly that two young men wearing wide-brimmed leather hats, same crimson cotton jackets and cotton pants, dark brown leather armor on his chest, and a waist knife on his waist.

"you……"

Xiao Ruxun was surprised and just about to ask who they were. The two men immediately knelt down on one knee and shouted in unison: "General is mighty!"

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