(This world has no magic. Things will get interesting later. I thought about this for a long time before deciding to write it this way; this world has to be exciting.)
"Kill..." In the new world, Wang Han had just crossed the world barrier when deafening shouts of killing filled his ears.
On the smoke-filled wasteland, two armies dressed in different clothes and armor were fighting desperately. The close-quarters violence of cold weapons fully demonstrated the cruelty and brutality of fighting with cold weapons.
Severed limbs and broken bodies, severed heads, and protruding intestines littered every corner of the battlefield. The neighing of warhorses and the screams and cries of humans filled the air, and crimson filled the eyes of everyone present—it was a scene of utter carnage.
Soldiers dressed in red mandarin duck battle robes or armor fought to the death against burly men in cotton armor or fine armor with braids. Yes, they fought to the death, because these soldiers in mandarin duck battle robes were inferior to the burly men with braids in terms of physique, elite status, and even equipment.
Although this world wasn't like the previous ones where you were immediately surrounded by water, the sight of blood splattering everywhere and rivers of blood still startled Wang Han, who had just arrived in this world and found himself directly in the center of the battlefield.
"Clang..." Just as Wang Han was stunned, a battle blade slammed into his neck armor from behind. However, Wang Han's armor was extremely hard, and the blade didn't even leave a mark. Instead, it made the hand of the person wielding the blade go numb. This strike didn't even make Wang Han sway, but it did bring him back to his senses.
"Looks like I've been a bit lax lately, and I got caught off guard and got ambushed," Wang Han thought to himself as he regained his senses. Looking at the battlefield again, he immediately recognized the identities of both sides: the soldiers in the matching mandarin duck armor were Ming Dynasty soldiers, while those in cotton armor with queues were Manchu soldiers. However, Wang Han couldn't pinpoint the exact time and location. And the one who had ambushed him was a Manchu soldier.
"Clang..." Before the Manchu warrior who had ambushed him could raise his sword again, Wang Han's Bloodthirsty Blade had already flashed past the opponent's body from above.
"Pfft..." The next moment, the Manchu warrior who was about to raise his knife to chop at himself was neatly cut in half from head to toe, and even his weapon was smoothly sliced apart.
"He's a Ming general, let's join forces and kill him." The tragic death of his comrade also attracted the attention of several Manchu soldiers around him. They muttered to themselves and rushed towards Wang Han, since Wang Han's armor was Han armor, which looked more like Ming Dynasty armor.
"It's been a long time since I've fought an ordinary person," Wang Han muttered to himself, without using any energy, his knife flashing rapidly several times.
"Pfft pfft pfft..." In the next moment, the five Manchu warriors who were attacking Wang Han were immediately split in two from head to toe.
"The war between the Ming Dynasty and the Manchus coincided with a Little Ice Age, marked by widespread famine and drought. The people suffered immensely, starving and resorting to cannibalism. Officials were corrupt, treating the common people as inferiors. Even as the nation teetered on the brink of collapse and families were on the verge of ruin, officials refused to relinquish their self-interest. Furthermore, eight powerful families colluded with the enemy. During this period, the Ming Dynasty was beset by internal and external troubles, lacking truly capable individuals. It was under these circumstances that the Manchus had the opportunity to seize power." After killing five Manchu soldiers who had attacked, Wang Han strolled at the pace of an ordinary person across the battlefield strewn with severed limbs. He pondered deeply, his sword, devoid of any energy or sword aura, wielding it casually. Wherever it passed, every Manchu soldier was cleaved in two with a single stroke.
Many Ming soldiers, who had fought desperately, were stunned for a moment when they saw the enemy suddenly cut down after Wang Han passed by. Then, noticing Wang Han cutting down enemies all the way, they spontaneously continued fighting and followed behind him, quickly gathering into a considerable force. However, what puzzled the Ming soldiers was that this general, who could kill Manchu dogs with a single strike, did not seem to be their general. Moreover, although he was killing enemies one by one, this general seemed to be lost in thought.
Wang Han's situation was increasingly noticed by soldiers and generals from both sides. Seeing all the soldiers who approached Wang Han being swiftly cut down with a single stroke, the Manchu soldiers broke out in a cold sweat. It was terrifying; a mere flash of the blade, barely visible, and their comrades were cleaved in two. Even weapons and armor were cut down along with the blade. Everyone knew that approaching rashly was certain death. Soon after, the Manchu soldiers all avoided Wang Han.
Now that I've arrived in this world at this particular moment, I will write its future.
Wang Han cracked his neck, making a snapping sound. He had made up his mind. However, Wang Han did not intend to display much power beyond what was currently available in this world.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..." Just then, a dozen arrows shot towards Wang Han.
Unable to get close, they resorted to ranged attacks—this was the judgment made by the Manchu generals.
"Hmph." Wang Han snorted coldly and charged straight at the archer who was shooting arrows, without dodging or avoiding them.
"Clang, clang, clang..." The arrows struck Wang Han's armor with a few crisp, light sounds, leaving no mark whatsoever. Even without running at a speed inconceivable to these ordinary people, Wang Han only took two or three seconds to reach the dozen or so archers who were shooting arrows thirty meters away. His Bloodthirsty Blade was already sweeping forward, and at that moment, the dozen or so Manchu archers hadn't even had time to nock their second arrow.
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