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Chapter 1 The Six Years of Apocalypse

The sixth year of Tianqi in the Ming Dynasty, 1626 AD, the year of Bingyin in the lunar calendar

This year is destined to be an extraordinary year, because two major events that have been recorded in history this year have happened.

The first thing happened in the first month of the sixth year of the Tianqi period. Nurhaci, the founding king of the Later Jin Dynasty, personally led an army of 130,000 to attack the Ningjin defense line of the Ming Dynasty.

Ningyuan Guardian Yuan Chonghuan wrote a bloody letter to swear that he would not retreat when he fought to the death.

Nurhaci led his army to attack the city twice and returned in vain. He was wounded by artillery and died.

The Ming army won the first great victory since the battle with the Later Jin Dynasty, which is known in history as the great victory of Ningyuan.

The second thing happened at the 9th day of the fifth month of the sixth year of the Tianqi Dynasty. A bizarre explosion occurred in the area near the Wanggongchang Gunpowder Depot in the southwest corner of Beijing, Mingjing.

The capital city is located in the east from Shunchengmen Street to Xingbu Street in the north, and the surrounding area is covered with powder within three or four miles.

This is an unprecedented change, known in history as the Apocalypse Big Bang, and our story begins with this explosion.

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Zhu Jing felt like his forehead was cut and it was about to burst open: "What's going on? Did I fall off the chair again?"

He had this experience. Because he was too dedicated to playing games, he often fell asleep all night, and sometimes he fell asleep while playing. It was not once or twice that he fell off the chair. The worst time was that he broke his lips and sewed several stitches.

This time it seemed to be even more serious, and it seemed to have broken my forehead!

He wanted to open his eyes to see the situation, but the injury on his forehead was too serious. It took him a long time to open his eyes and saw in a hazy way that there was a yellow curtain on his head!

What is the situation? What about the ceiling? Is this a hospital?

He just opened his eyes and the pain became even more severe. He couldn't help but moan: "Ouch!"

A figure suddenly jumped in front of him and shouted excitedly: "Crown Prince, are you awake?"

He was startled by the figure, and his eyes were still a little confused. Is this a nurse? Why does it seem like he was wearing an ancient skirt?

"Crown Prince? This hospital is too bad, right? It's okay if you ask a nurse to wear ancient costumes, but you call the patient a prince! Is it that I am sick or are you sick?"

He felt that the headache was so unbearable, and he asked hummingly, "What's wrong with my head?"

Hearing this, the nurse put her hands on her right side, bent her knees and squatted slightly, and replied respectfully: "When the prince's words, your head was injured by the falling tiles."

Zhu Jing was even more confused when he saw her like this and thought to himself: "The ancient etiquette has come. What prince and tiles are playing with me? The ceiling of my dormitory is naked, where do I get the tiles?"

Zhu Jing was stunned, and a loud voice came from outside: "The emperor is here."

Soon, two respectful voices sounded at the door: "Sister meets the emperor."

This voice is not a man or a woman, is it a eunuch? Zhu Jing was speechless and guessed: "This is the doctor, is it necessary to play like this? You are the emperor! You can't really wear a dragon robe, right?"

He was really guessing it right, and a young man in his twenties hurriedly ran in outside the door, really wearing a dragon robe!

Zhu Jing felt that he was about to faint and thought to himself: "You are so playing too much, why don't you bring a queen?"

Just as he thought of this, a loud singing came from outside: "The Empress is here, and the Imperial Concubine is here."

What a mess, he couldn't help but wailed in his heart: "This is not a mental hospital, right? Do you want to play like this?"

The doctor in the dragon robe seemed to be unable to play, so he ran to the bed and asked anxiously: "Yiao'er, Xiao'er, are you okay?"

The nurse next to her had an even more exaggerated acting skills. She actually knelt on the ground and said in panic: "I will join the emperor."

This acting, this expression, and this tone are the same as it is.

Zhu Jiong whispered: "My youngest sister, I'm so fucked by the headache, but you're just taking care of acting. Will it be cured?"

He couldn't bear it anymore, and said seriously: "What are you doing? Can you stop playing?"

Emperor Xizong of Ming was stunned when he heard this. Since he ascended the throne, no one dared to speak to him in such a tone.

He stared at the bruised egg-sized lump on Zhu Cijing's forehead, his face gradually turned pale, and he thought to himself: "It's over, this is not a brain-breaking blow!"

Thinking that his only son might be smashed into a lunatic, he panicked, stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Jing's hand, and asked anxiously: "Jing'er, I am the father, don't you know me anymore?"

Zhu Jing became even more dizzy: "Damn, give me back to my father? Are you a doctor or a mentally ill?"

At this time, his gaze gradually became clear. A tender little hand appeared in front of him. He moved his fingers. It was really his own hand!

He was shocked, and suddenly, a faint memory surged into his mind: "The owner of this body is Zhu Cijing, four years old this year, and is Prince Dehuai..."

Zhu Jing became even more confused and thought uneasy: "Is this the legendary time travel? Why do the protagonists in time travel novels want and come with whatever they want, but I just feel that I am almost dying of pain?"

Looking at the anxious face of the father, Zhu Jing felt even more anxious than him. How should this prince talk to the emperor? I don’t know!

This old waste is not a solution, so he had to shout in a daze: "Father."

Emperor Xizong of Ming was relieved when he heard this. Fortunately, he had not ruined his mind yet.

At this time, Empress Zhang and Concubine Ren also came in. They hurriedly saluted Emperor Xizong of Ming Dynasty, and then walked up to visit Zhu Cijiong.

Queen Zhang was quite calm. Seeing the bag on Zhu Cijing's head, she immediately covered her mouth with her hands, but her eyes were full of fear.

Concubine Ren exaggeratedly. As soon as she saw the bag on his head, "Ah...", she fell back softly. Fortunately, Queen Zhang supported her.

Zhu Jing looked at their expressions and a bad premonition came to his heart: "What are their expressions? Do I look like I'm helpless?"

At this time, another sing came from outside: "His Royal Highness King Xin has arrived."

Zhu Jing wanted to cry. What the hell is King Xin? What he needs is a doctor. If there are a few unrelated people, he will probably feel so painful!

At this time, a young man of fourteen or fifteen years old ran up and ran directly to the bed. When he bent down, he was so scared that he couldn't speak. He just looked frightened and breathed in with fear, "Hiss..."

The King of Xin put a sign on his waist. When he bent down, the sign happened to appear in front of Zhu Jiong.

Zhu Jing looked at it and saw that it was engraved: The fifth brother of the emperor, Wang Zhu Youjian.

Zhu Youjian? Why is this name so familiar? Zhu Jing began to recall the historical knowledge he had seen in novels and TV in his previous life.

After thinking about it for a while, he finally remembered: Zhu Youjian, Emperor Chongzhen, and the king of the devastated country!

"Hiss..." Zhu Jing was immediately scared and sweated.

He wailed in his heart: "How did you wear this? My uncle is actually Emperor Chongzhen! As for me, there is no emperor Zhu Cijing in history. Wouldn't I be about to die soon! How can I play with a short-lived prince who is about to die?"

He was just wailing in his heart, and did not expect anyone to teach him how to play.

However, with his wail, someone actually taught him how to play!

"Dingdong, welcome you into the military industry world. Due to special reasons, you have activated the hidden mission: survival and glory.

Your first survival mission: Survive in this world for fifteen days.

Mission Reward: The best ratio of black gunpowder.

It turned out to be the voice of the beauties in the game "Military World" system. Zhu Cijiu's eyes were shocked! The best ratio of black gunpowder, what's the use of this thing?

When Emperor Xizong of Ming saw his eyes suddenly bulged and almost fainted. With his eyes bulged and his legs kicked, he was finished!

He asked anxiously: "Jinger, Jionger, what's wrong with you?"

Zhu Jiong's eyes bulged directly and squeezed the lump on his forehead. He rolled his eyes straight in pain. Emperor Xizong of Ming kept asking what was wrong, what was wrong, and he didn't know how to call the imperial doctor. Idiot, can you ask this injury just by asking?

He replied angrily: "Heart."

Then, he closed his eyes and communicated with the beauty in the system.
Chapter completed!
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