At this time, even if Han Du was unwilling, he had to admit that he was indeed pursuing the wrong one.
Han Du stood on the bow of the ship, looking at the land getting closer and closer in the distance, feeling sad in his heart.
"If you pursue the wrong person, you are wrong. You are not a god. You can pinch and calculate. On this vast sea, chasing the wrong direction is simply a normal thing." Unlike Han Du's dejected expression, Tang He was very depressed.
Think about it.
After Tang He said this, Han Du felt a little better. Indeed, in this era, there was no satellite positioning, and even maps were not accurate, so it was reasonable for him to pursue the wrong direction.
All I can say is that those people are lucky.
"Is Luzon ahead?" Tang He couldn't help but look up and saw a black patch of black between the sea and the sky in the distance.
"It should be," Han Du nodded, picked up the telescope and took a look, "There is nothing wrong with our course. If nothing else happens, Luzon is ahead."
Tang He also picked up the telescope and after looking at it for a while, he praised: "This is also a good place."
In Tanghe's eyes, any place with dense vegetation is a good place. In fact, this is not wrong. Since the vegetation is lush, it at least means that there is abundant rain here. The vegetation can grow well and grow food.
The harvest will definitely not be bad.
"What should we do now?" Tang He looked at the land in the distance and asked casually. Going out with Han Du this time seemed to Tang He to be the most correct choice for him. People saw that overseas is not
The wild land described in the book is also a good place overseas, a warm land.
"Let's dock and rest for a while. We need to replenish some fresh water." Han Du said in a calm tone, "Then check to see if there is anyone nearby, and try to see if we can find any clues as to whether there are ships passing by."
In this regard, Han Du has given up hope. Even if there are people here and everyone does not understand the language, it is difficult to find out whether there is a ship passing by. This is just Han Du's wish, which is better than nothing.
Mara Island, more than a hundred years ago, the Han people crossed the sea and settled here. After more than a hundred years of development, from a few thousand people at the beginning, it has now grown to more than 10,000 people.
Unfortunately, compared with the indigenous people here, they are still a minority.
However, after all, these people have seen the prosperity of the Central Plains. In terms of intelligence and knowledge, they are simply not comparable to the aborigines. Therefore, in just over a hundred years, these Han people have occupied all the profitable businesses here. Occupy
There was a large amount of mines and land, and the aboriginal people were only allocated to these people to work as coolies.
However, the situation began to change more than ten days ago. A message came out from nowhere that mining was blasphemous.
Gods have a supreme status in the hearts of aborigines, whether they are sea gods, sea gods, river gods, mountain gods, stone gods...
And mining ores is said to be a blasphemy to the mountain god.
As soon as these words came out, the indigenous people who were originally very dissatisfied with the Han people occupying all the land were like dry firewood ignited by sparks. The surging hatred and anger that had been suppressed for a long time burst out like a landslide and tsunami.
In an instant, the scimitar that was supposed to be cutting down on the miscellaneous trees instead struck the flesh and blood of the Han people. The aboriginal people who were supposed to be digging ore in the mine, like a countercurrent tide, easily broke through the mine.
The fence, the gate of the Han people's house. What followed were the angry shouts of the men who were violent but the middle-aged, as well as the women's shrill screams and the children's cries that stopped abruptly.
In just over ten days, just over ten days, the Han people's centuries-old foundation was destroyed in such a short period of time.
The remaining people ran away in a hurry, but where could they escape on this island?
Once a person shows his bloodthirsty fangs, he is no longer a human, but a beast controlled by greed. The greed in the hearts of the indigenous people is ignited into a raging flame, which spreads across the island at a rapid speed.
However, in a short period of time, all the Han people were forced to the seaside. The remaining several thousand Han people were men, women, old and young, but no matter what kind of people they were, they all had despair on their faces.
Countless aborigines surrounded them on a beach. Now there were only two ways left for the Han people. One was to go forward and be hacked to death by the aborigines, or the other was to retreat until they were flooded by the sea.
die.
The surrounding aborigines were no longer anxious at this time. With a cat-and-mouse attitude and a cruel smile on their faces, they slowly came towards the crowd. Their purpose was obvious, they just wanted to see
These people are struggling desperately, but they seem helpless.
Looking at the murderers who kept pressing forward, an old man couldn't help but raise his head and roar in sorrow, "God, do you have to destroy my Chinese clothes?"
The old man wailed in pain, and the people around him felt the same and couldn't help but cry. However, their cries did not arouse the sympathy of the aboriginal people at all, and their pain only aroused the happy mood of the aboriginal people.
The cruel and bloodthirsty laughter suddenly became louder and enveloped the entire beach.
"Grandpa, what is that?" The child, who was hugged by the old man, didn't know that the disaster was about to happen, and pointed curiously behind the old man.
In despair, the old man subconsciously turned his head and glanced behind him.
This glance immediately stunned the old man.
"Grandpa, what is that? It's shiny and pretty." In the child's clear pupils, the shadow of a bright golden dragon flag seemed to be fluttering.
"Dragon, it's a dragon, a golden dragon!" The old man's voice became more and more frequent, and at the best he even roared with joy, as if all his strength was not enough to express his current excitement.
"It's Longqi, there are people in Zhongyuan, we can be saved!"
The old man's strange behavior immediately attracted the attention of many people. Everyone turned and looked behind them. I don't know when, they saw three giant beasts as big as mountains crawling from the depths of the sea.
"Old man, what is this?" someone he didn't know asked.
"Warship, this is a warship from the Central Plains. We are saved."
The elder's prestige convinced everyone of his words, and they immediately cheered when they heard that they and others were saved.
Looking at the ants that were about to be crushed to death, they suddenly burst into cheers of mountain roars and tsunamis. The aboriginal people's faces were not good-looking. They also saw the giant beast coming from the sea, and even saw it before the Han people. This giant beast was indeed
It was full of oppression and scary. But when they saw the giant beast stopped at the beach, they thought it couldn't get to the shore. Since it couldn't run to the ground, what did they have to be afraid of?