As one of the oldest libraries in the world, it has the richest collection of ancient books. It has been more than 500 years since its construction. It seems that the corridor that has traveled through time stands in front of the Orientals. In this process, it has also encountered disasters. The biggest time, when Roman commander Caesar attacked Alexandria, the burning fire spread to the library, and most of the precious books were destroyed by this military disaster.

After many years, a scene that once appeared in front of it again, and half of the city fell into a fire.

Eighteen rock pillars embraced by three people were unfolding in a circular shape. Sun Ce led his troops to step onto the mottled stone steps. Patrol soldiers came around. After saluting, patrolling in the next direction. He stroked his fingers through these sometimes sunken and sometimes smooth cylinders. Although he had seen a lot of exotic styles in this extreme west, he still felt novel in the end. In particular, the people here seemed to have a special liking for human-shaped sculptures. Most of the great men were birds and beasts. Different races and different civilizations gave the little overlord who once traversed the east of the Yangtze River a new feeling. He could not describe it, but it was like walking many roads, experiencing many things, and his vision and mentality were changing.

In front, a noisy sound came into his ears. When his fingertips were taken back from the cold rock pillars, a soldier standing guard saw him and quickly straightened his back. Sun Ce nodded and walked in with his cloak. The first thing that caught his eye was the brown bookshelves embedded in the surrounding rock walls, and there were also neatly arranged in the hall. In the middle was a column made of countless stones. A long stone step winded up and swayed into the second floor. From time to time, soldiers searched down from above and squeezed past more than a dozen scholars wearing hooded capes in front. These people stopped there and shouted carefully about the Eastern soldiers coming and going, and probably told the other party to be careful not to damage the place.

"Gongjin, what's good about here?" Sun Ce walked in, grabbed the bookshelf and spread it in his hand. It was densely packed with intertwined words, and shook his head: "It's boring." Then he threw it back on the shelf, causing an old man not far away to rush over. A Jiangdong cavalry next to him drew his sword and blocked him. Seeing Sen Han's knife edge, the scholar stopped in place and shook slightly, but his eyes were staring at the scroll that was discarded at random.

Over there, Zhou Yu, who was tall and tall, and wearing armor, smiled and returned the sheepskin scroll in his hand to an old man wearing a hood next to him, and walked over: "These things are of course boring to Bo Fu, but to the people of Daqin here... I don't know if they are Daqin... But for them, these things are more important than life, but unfortunately I can't understand what is written on it."

Sun Ce waved his hand and asked the cavalry to withdraw his sword. The scholar on the opposite side approached carefully and stepped forward to put the crooked roll of sheepskin back. He glanced at it and nodded: "These people really think that dead things are more serious than life. What do you think are these things on the bookshelf? Books?"

“It should be.”

Zhou Yu picked up a roll of sheepskin and opened it, "So many books remind me of Governor Gongsun's father-in-law, who is also a book lover. He has thousands of books in his family. Brother, look, this is just the first floor, and there are more on it. It is not an exaggeration to say that these things symbolize the cultural heritage of a country."

The torches on the wall made a crackling and crisp sound, and some sparks were bounced.

"Yes." Sun Ce held the hilt of the knife and pondered for a moment. He glanced around: "Although these classics are theirs, if you see them, you can still leave them behind. It is considered a suspicion of the enemy. Before, Governor Gongsun said that to destroy a country, you must first destroy its civilization, and simply burned a fire."

"Brother, no!" Zhou Yu was shocked by his sentence and waved his hand: "These classics are estimated to be hundreds of thousands of volumes, and even if they are burned with fire, it will take two or three months. Moreover, they are all precious when written by predecessors. It would be a pity to destroy them like this."

As a person who often holds books, his emphasis on collecting books is far beyond ordinary people. Moreover, there is naturally a lot of knowledge to learn in other countries. If you find something that benefits the country and the people, its value will be higher than the significance of a war, just like the first person in the world to create weapons. Although no one knows who it is, the things you create make people walk out of the threat of beasts and open up more homes...

"Does Gongjin want to plunder them all? We are fighting this. Let's take these things with you, let alone fighting, you can exhaust people. If you ignore them, wouldn't it be a waste of time for the people of the Qin Dynasty? It would be better to ruin it."

Zhou Yu frowned and was silent for a moment: "The next thing is to take a boat. These things can be placed in several boats alone and hung behind the team."

“………then it depends on you.”

Sun Ce basically would not refuse the brother-in-law in front of him. He simply passed the idea in his mind, then agreed, held the hilt of the knife and walked back: "But it will be finished tonight. After the rest tomorrow morning, the whole army will take a boat north! Gongjin must hurry up."

Zhou Yu nodded with a smile.

In the second half of the night, the shouts of fighting gradually subsided. A large number of prisoners of war and black-skinned slaves, under the supervision of the Han soldiers, packed hundreds of thousands of books in the library into wooden boxes, then pulled them to the dock and carried them into the bottom layer of the deck of the last three-oar warships at the mooring port. There was also a lot of food and fruit loading and unloading them into the nearby merchant ships for supply. Most Jingzhou infantry seized time to rest or get on the boat and were familiar with the ups and downs of the waves. Although they were familiar with water wars, it was different on the sea.

The east gradually turned white, and the golden lazy sunlight spread. The seabirds flapped their white wings and cried around the docking large and small ships. As the waves rose and fell, sails rose in the sea breeze, and the long dragon-like team came neatly and walked across the link board.

The sun is pouring.

Under the sky, the red helmet tassels caressed in the wind.

The tall figure walked across the deck. Sun Ce clenched his fist with one hand and firmly held the hilt with the other hand and stood in front of the bow of the ship called Siren. Looking at the horizontal line connecting the heaven and earth in the distance, the white bird flew over from his sight with its wings, with a solemn face. The sea breeze blew over, and the sails swelled, he turned around, and the cloak swept in the wind and spread out.

"The children of Jiangdong, fellow comrades of Jingxiang, the ships of the Qin people are a little small, so you must sit firmly."

The sound drifted away in the wind, and black-skinned slaves entered the cabin numbly, sat down and held the pulp rod. The fully armed soldier stood steadily on the board with his feet and looked at him seriously. No one laughed at this moment. Sun Ce slowly pulled out the ancient ingot knife and the sun shone down.

A cold cold flashed out.

"... Let the people of the Qin Dynasty know that the Han Dynasty not only had heroic cavalry, but also the heroic people who were good at water in the south, and told them how the water war should be fought-"

The white birds hovered and rose, and looked down from the undulating sea surface, the water was sparkling, and dense warships. The merchant ships blew the horns and set sail in the high-pitched sound. Circles of waves pushed away layer by layer under the ship, roaring.
Chapter completed!