Six hundred years ago, in the midst of strong winds and waves, the struggle between human beings and the sea has lasted for a day and a night.

"Steady, steady, steadfast, steering!"

"Rocking the Row...... Turn! Turn!"

"Steady!

Such a huge ship, sailing on the seas, relies almost entirely on the power of the wind.

At this time, the sails are lowered, and it is not easy to rely on human control.

In the midst of the shouts, one trumpet after another sounded.

The voice of the person who shouted the trumpet was already hoarse, but at this moment, it was the only force that could unite everyone on board!

But what really makes people feel hopeless is the unknown.

Every ship was isolated by the wind and waves.

The originally tight sea formation has been completely disrupted, and in the wind and rain, no one knows how the others are, and they don't know if they are still in the dark, fighting alone.

This loneliness and unknown is the most painful.

If the other ships have sunk.

If only you were the only one left in the world......

So what is the point of persistence?

In the cabin of the flagship of the treasure ship, Zheng He took off his robe and draped it on Gu Xiaobai, while he himself stood by the shipwright's side and helped control the rudder.

At this moment, where are there any adults and pawns, but they are just ordinary people who survive under the power of heaven and earth.

Gu Xiaobai listened to the loud trumpet, looked at the face that was tired, but never gave up, and deep down, something seemed to have been touched.

He looked up.

The light of lightning, through the windows and cracks, reflected the husk of the cabin.

Other than that, there's nothing to see outside.

There is only the vast sea, and the endless waves.

All manpower, before the sea, is so small.

But in Gu Xiaobai's heart, there was a flame burning.

He held it all in his hands, and his consciousness moved.

"Duang ......", a heavy bell, resounding through the sea!

A giant golden bell hovers above the flagship of the treasure ship.

Radiating an endless glow.

The bell that had been silent for a long time rang again!

The bell of this life continues to spread out.

In the darkness, under the rain curtain, on the ships scattered within dozens of miles on the sea, the boatmen raised their heads.

"Zhong Jun!"

"The treasure ship is there!"

"Lord Messenger and Lord Zhong Jun are still here!"

"Right there!"

The ringing of this bell seemed to inject a burst of strength into everyone.

In the next second, a melody that is more vast than the sea, more violent than the storm, greater than life, and more majestic than heaven and earth sounds!

At this moment, Gu Xiaobai's heart was flowing with all kinds of voices, and he had an impulse to pour out this melody!

He's not a musician, he's just following his instincts!

Above the sea, in the face of despair in the face of natural disasters.

In the midst of despair, there is a glimmer of hope!

The stubbornness of never giving up until the last moment and not bowing to any natural disaster!

This is human!

On the flagship of the treasure ship, the mighty melody seemed to suppress the wind and waves, and the surging power was poured into everyone's body.

The body, which had been exhausted, had strength again.

The treasure ship, which was already about to be unstable, went against the wind and waves again.

Zheng He walked to the window and looked out through the gap in the wooden plank that sealed the window.

Above the sea, there was a sudden loud noise.

There was a "boom", and the fire was full of fire.

A warship, lit a catapult!

The light of the fire spread far away, and the light of the fire flickered, in the darkness of the night, in the rain curtain, like the light of hope.

It's still there!

They're still there!

The gunpowder exploded, as if in the midst of this vast melody, a distinctive drum beat was sounded.

And that's just the beginning.

In the darkness, there was another firelight.

"Boom!"

It's still there!

We're still there!

We didn't give up!

One by one, the warships, lit their guns, marked their positions in the darkness.

Horse ships, grain ships, and some people lit fires.

The light of the fire, though faint, was like a spark.

Everyone is still holding on!

I'm not alone in holding on!

No matter how big the sea is, no matter how fierce the storm is, what about it?

And how!

As long as we persevere, the victorious ones must be us!

In the darkness, the melody of the bell and drum gave strength to countless people.

They struggled to control their direction in the middle of the sea, and with the help of the waves, they were slowly moving closer in the direction from which the bell came.

The wind is getting weaker.

The waves are getting smaller.

The storm has gradually been left behind the head.

The bell rang all night.

It didn't stop for a moment.

Sometimes it is violent like a storm, sometimes it is gentle like a warning.

But at all times, it shows the way.

When a glimmer of light finally came out of the window, the old shipwright Du Ming rushed out of the shipyard, and then let out a loud roar: "We survived!"

"We've made it through the storm!"

"We're coming through!"

Zheng He looked at Gu Xiaobai next to him.

Gu Xiaobai closed his eyes, covered his ears with his hands, paused carefully for a moment, and then nodded.

"Whew!" the old boatman Du Ming shouted at once.

There was a cheer from the whole ship.

The old shipwright Du Ming stood under the mast, pulled his broken gong voice, and sang loudly:

"The sound of the waves keeps singing......

The echo ripples between the white clouds——

The scenery of the high gorge is endless......

The light boat flew over the Ten Thousand Mountains—"

Then he howled proudly at the endless sea, and at the still undulating surface:

"Whoa, oh, oh...... Hi hi hi ......"

On the flagship of the treasure ship, a ghost cried wolf.

Gu Xiaobai stood on the deck, laughing loudly.

We're coming through!

Next to him, Zheng He grabbed his hand and said, "Thank you, Xiaobai, thank you!"

If it weren't for this teenager, they might have died in the belly of the fish by now!

"What's polite, Uncle Sanbao!" Gu Xiaobai gave Zheng He a big hug, and then hugged people everywhere like a wild dog.

After a few seconds, Gu Xiaobai was thrown into the sky.

For a long time, Gu Xiaobai has only one place where he really has a sense of belonging to the Ming Dynasty.

That is the small family that lived with Hua Zhongjun in Beiping.

He misses the big sister who always took care of him, and misses the gentle and beautiful life, which is the only motivation for him to return to this era.

In addition, he did not have any sense of substitution in the Ming Dynasty, and was far less intimate than Xiao Mozi, Bai Gan, Liu Che and Wei Qing of the Western Han Dynasty in the Spring and Autumn Period.

He always felt that he was just a passer-by in this era.

But at this moment, after the baptism of the storm and helping each other all the way, Gu Xiaobai felt that his bloodline seemed to have been linked with this ship and this fleet.

When he was finally put down, he stretched out his hand to Zheng He.

In the next thirty years, I have more advice, Uncle Sanbao!

This great journey, since it has begun, let me accompany you to the end!

The system prompts: "Congratulations to the host, lead Zheng He's fleet to break through the storm and complete the achievement 'Together in the Boat', from now on, this fleet is willing to go anywhere with you, and you can call out the fleet to help you in any performance that conditions allow......"

Zheng He's hand and Gu Xiaobai's hand were clasped together, and then his other hand pressed it and shook it heavily.

Xiaobai, I will also accompany you to the end.

No matter where you want to go.

Six hundred years later, on the Zhongjun, Gu Xiaobai slowly opened his eyes.

The wind and rain were even more violent, but Gu Xiaobai's face was full of smiles.