Five hundred and seventieth chapters Yashan descendants
The people standing in the sea were so shocked by such a scene that they were speechless and stared at everything blankly. They did not know when the bombardment started from above, nor when the sound of the bombardment ended.
When they came to their senses, Han Du had already brought someone to them.
"Come up, everyone, don't you feel cold standing in the sea water?"
Only then did these people realize that they were saved. The sea water, which they had not noticed at all, now suddenly felt a bone-piercing coldness and a dull pain in their legs.
Hearing Han Du's words, these people felt as if they were hearing the sounds of heaven. The familiar local accent made everyone feel more at home.
The crowd listened to Han Du's words and walked up from the sea. However, once they landed, they discovered that the entire beach was covered with broken limbs and broken arms, and blood stained the beach red. There was no place for them to stay.
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Countless people suddenly felt their stomachs churn, and the sounds of vomiting came one after another. Especially the women inside had vomited so long ago that they no longer knew where they were. Even men, not many could hold it back.
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Han Du folded his hands in a leisurely manner, and after waiting for these people to calm down, he asked: "Who are you? Why do you say you are Chinese people and wear Han clothes?"
Han Du and others stood calmly on top of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood. Just standing like this naturally created huge psychological pressure on these people who claimed to be Chinese people.
"General..." The man known as the elder stood up and paid homage to Han.
"Bold," Zhang Chao shouted angrily and introduced in a deep voice: "Your Excellency is Jing Haibo of the Ming Dynasty."
When he heard that Han Du was an uncle with a title, the old man was suddenly shocked and apologized quickly and said: "Ignorant people, please forgive me."
Since the Southern Song Dynasty, the status of generals has plummeted. Calling him General Han Du is indeed much lower than calling him uncle.
Han Du waved his hands indifferently and continued to ask: "What is your name?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the crowd and asked, "Who are you, and why do you claim to be Chinese people?"
Although Han Du had already made a guess in his mind, and guessed that these people were probably Chinese people who had been living abroad, there were still some things that needed to be asked clearly and they needed to be told by themselves.
"Back to my uncle, the civilian's surname is Zhao Mingxian." Zhao Xian reported his name and glanced at Han Du, "My uncle is Jing Haibo of the Ming Dynasty. May I ask if the Central Plains has... changed its dynasty?"
"Not bad." Han Du replied with a smile.
When Zhao Xian got the affirmative answer, he was surprised and happy at the same time. He quickly asked: "Dare I ask my uncle, how is Meng Yuan? Meng Yuan?"
"Are you talking about the Qian Yuan Dynasty?" Tang He stood up and sighed slightly, "The Ming Dynasty had long since sent them back to the grassland, and now only a small one is left, still lingering."
Zhao Xian saw that Tang He was dressed gorgeously and knew that this was another high-ranking and powerful person, so he did not dare to talk to him without permission.
Han Du saw Zhao Xian looking at him as if asking for help, so he stretched out his hand and introduced him: "This is Tang He, the Duke of the Ming Dynasty, and I am Han Du."
"Zhao Xian, a common man, pays homage to the father-in-law, pays homage to the uncle, and thanks them both for saving their lives." Zhao Xian bowed to Tang He and Han Du again and thanked them.
"I'll wait and thank you all for saving your life."
"Get up." Tang He waved his hand to signal everyone to excuse themselves.
One of the joys in life is to meet an old friend in a foreign land. Tang He was also happy to be able to meet people who could speak the same words as him overseas, far away from the Ming Dynasty. As for saving their lives just now, it was nothing at all.
Zhao Xian saw that Tang He was about the same age as him, so he smiled and chatted, "Listening to my father-in-law's accent, are you from Haozhou?"
"Exactly." Tang He had nothing to hide, so he nodded directly and replied.
Zhao Xian was overjoyed when he heard this and sighed, "I think Cao Min's ancestors were also from Haozhou. Unfortunately, it has been more than a hundred years since our ancestors fled here."
As he spoke, tears flashed in Mr. Zhao Xian's eyes and he couldn't help sobbing. Not only him, but others also couldn't help sobbing after hearing the words.
"More than a hundred years ago? Could it be that you were?" Tang He couldn't help but ask as his heart moved.
Zhao Xian nodded and said: "I heard from my ancestors that it was a tragedy for the world to cross a mountain and a sea. It was a nightmare that our ancestors have never been able to escape from all their lives. We are all the surviving descendants of those who crossed the mountain and the sea."
After Yashan?
Han Du and Tang He looked at each other and couldn't help but be surprised.
When the world was shocked by the cliffs and seas, rumors were that hundreds of thousands of people were all dead. But now it seems that there are still survivors. Think about it, there are hundreds of thousands of people, and there are always lucky ones when there are more people.
Maybe someone can survive the sea just by grabbing a piece of wood.
Besides, shipbuilding and maritime trade were so developed during the Southern Song Dynasty that among hundreds of thousands of people, there would always be a very small number who were lucky enough to survive.
"Are you really the queen of cliffs and seas?" Han Du asked in surprise, looking at everyone present.
Everyone nodded subconsciously. Obviously, although they were born and raised here, they all understood that their roots were in the Central Plains under the upbringing of their parents.
A person may lie and deceive without any hesitation, but it is impossible for everyone to lie without any flaws.
Han Du took a deep breath and sighed: "This is really, unbelievable."
"What is really unbelievable is the uncle," Zhao Xian sighed and said with hatred: "I heard from my ancestors that Meng Yuan was so arrogant back then. I didn't expect that,
It only took more than a hundred years to be defeated."
Han Du and Tang He looked at each other and burst into laughter.
Zhao Xian was confused by the sudden laughter and didn't know what the two men were laughing at.
Han Du took a breath and saw that Zhao Xian didn't understand, so he cupped his hands towards the north and explained to him: "The emperor is so wise and mighty that he is an unparalleled hero. He raised righteous soldiers, but in just fifteen years, they defeated the enemy.
The Yuan Dynasty completely ended the rule of the former Yuan Dynasty over the Central Plains, and the Yuan Emperor was forced to flee back to the grasslands. The emperor expelled the Tartars, restored China, and established the Ming Dynasty under the name of Hongwu. This year is already the sixteenth year of Hongwu. So, strictly speaking,
The national destiny of the former Yuan Dynasty lasted less than a hundred years, hahaha."
Meng Yuan took control of the Central Plains, but was driven back to the grassland less than a hundred years ago? Zhao Xian didn't know why, but when he heard Han Du's words, he felt so relieved that he felt so relieved.
"Drive out the Tartars and restore China!" Zhao Xian murmured to himself, and suddenly he knelt down solemnly towards the north. "The ordinary people Zhao Xian bows to the emperor, long live my emperor. Finally, the revenge of the ancestors has been avenged, and the ordinary people's wishes have finally been fulfilled.
It has been achieved, and the common people are grateful."