Earth Star, Rong City.
Zhu Xuan, a writer who had just finished typing, was browsing Tieba in his rented apartment.
Suddenly, an interesting post caught his attention.
"If you had 100,000 men of sacrifice, how would you arrange them?”
"If I have 100,000 men of sacrifice, I'll pull them all to help me bargain!”
"The people upstairs are too small! If I had 100,000 men of sacrifice, I would let each of them borrow money from all the illegal loan platforms on the Internet and then rather die than pay back. They didn't borrow too much. Each of them borrowed 50,000 yuan. That was five billion yuan!”
"A hundred thousand men of sacrifice for this? They would be directly arranged to work in the electronics factory. They would be paid 5000 yuan for food and accommodation, and their monthly income would be 500 million yuan! It was 6 billion a year, and this was a resource that could be used continuously. Wasn't it better than eating?”
"Hahaha, the person above is a genius!”
"Tsk, everyone here is trash. Why don't you just finish your online loan and throw it into the electronics factory? Work during the day and haggle at night. After haggling, you can drag me to Fei Lu to read my novel and let me dominate the Heaven Rankings?”
After replying, Zhu Xuan chuckled,"How can there be 100,000 men of sacrifice…"
[Ding-dong. The host has triggered the 100,000 Death Warriors System…Sorry, host, you really have 100,000 Death Warriors!]”
[Ding-dong. The Hundred Thousand Deathsworn System has been activated. Due to the fact that the host's world is too small, the host's soul information has been locked onto. The transmigration has begun…]
Suddenly, a huge door of light appeared in front of Zhu Xuan and sucked him in.
Ahhhh, wait a minute, damn system, where are you sending me?
Zhu Xuan's vision turned black and he lost consciousness.
The hazy system's voice sounded again.
"System friendly reminder: The host is about to transmigrate to the world of the late Ming Dynasty!”
"Ding, identity selection begins…"
"Host's identity confirmed. Chongzhen's second son, Huaiyin Prince Zhu Cixuan.”
"Ding! Transmigration complete. 100,000 men of sacrifice are in place!!”
"Ding! The novice gift bag has been successfully opened. Congratulations to the host for obtaining 1000 system points!”
……
Forbidden City, Huaiyin Palace.
Late at night on March 13, 17th year of Chongzhen.
"He really transmigrated?"
Zhu Cixuan sat up from his bed and stared blankly at the antique decorations in the room.
Suddenly, a huge amount of information flooded Zhu Cixuan's mind.
This information was the identity information that the system had prepared for him.
Name: Zhu Cixuan
[Age: 15]
[Identity: The second son of Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, King Huaiyin]
[Number of Death Warriors: 100,000]
Zhu Cixuan!
Emperor Chongzhen's second son who died young?
This was the identity that the Hundred Thousand Deathsworn System had set for Zhu Xuan!
Zhu Xuan was still the original Zhu Xuan, but the memories of the people around him had been modified.
March 13th, 17th year of Chongzhen?
Not good!
Zhu Xuan, who was both a web novel writer and a history enthusiast, was instantly jolted awake.
According to the historical records, on the 16th, Juyong Pass, the capital's barrier, fell, on the 17th, the raiders reached Changping, and on the 18th, they invaded the capital…
There were only five days left until the fall of the capital!
Moreover, the royal family of the late Ming Dynasty…did not have a good ending!
Emperor Chongzhen died for his country and hanged himself on Mei Mountain. The princes were either killed in the war or became puppets of the Nanming regime.
Even if he concealed his identity, it would be difficult to escape the pursuit of the Qing Dynasty...
Then…he left his head, his hair, his hair!
Qingfeng can't read. Why do you flip books randomly?
He closed the country.
The Divine Land had fallen, and a hundred things were waiting to be done…
Not only did the Han family's population decline on a large scale, but even their technology, economy, culture, and arts had all regressed…
The Han civilization that had been leading the world for thousands of years was destined to be abandoned by the times the moment the Ming Dynasty was destroyed.
In the end, the once proud descendants of the Han family even took pride in being the lackeys of foreign slaves.
There were no soldiers or generals in the capital.
The officials, big and small, were either clamoring to move the capital or plotting to join the rebellion.
The only reinforcement, the Guanning Cavalry, was still far away at Shanhai Pass, waiting for the imperial court to send them out.
In such a desperate situation, if it was anyone else, they would definitely panic.
"I actually transmigrated to a virtual world! Interesting, interesting!"
"From now on, I am Zhu Xuan, the Huai Yin Prince Zhu Cixuan!”
"Since I'm here, even if it's only for five days, I will change my fate and rewrite this dark history of China!!”
Zhu Cixuan was full of pride, and there was a flame of ambition burning in his eyes!
Because he had 100,000 men of sacrifice!
Oh right, where are my hundred thousand men of sacrifice?
Zhu Cixuan looked around, but he didn't even see a ghost, let alone 100,000 men of sacrifice!
"System, by the way, where are the 100,000 men of sacrifice in the novice gift bag?”
Zhu Cixuan asked weakly.
"Host, 100,000 men of sacrifice have arrived and are waiting for orders in your space! The Deathsworn Space was a space that came with the system. The newly recruited Deathsworn would leave a world in the space!”
After hearing the system's explanation, Zhu Cixuan felt relieved.
If 100,000 people appeared out of nowhere, his small Huaiyin Palace really wouldn't be able to hold them!
"System, what functions do you have?"
[The System has started with 100,000 men of sacrifice.] 100,000 men of sacrifice could change classes! Profession Change cost, System Points. There were two ways to get points from the System: 1. Donate to the Finance Department; 2. Acquire points from missions.
Apart from evolving existing loyalists, he could also recruit other loyalists and exchange them for supplies in the system store!
Death warriors were absolutely loyal to their host. Even if their host told them to die, they would not hesitate. However, death warriors were not afraid of death, but they were not immortal! Moreover, the host will be responsible for the food, clothing, accommodation, and transportation expenses of these 100,000 people.
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