Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Thought

Of course, Liu Yanzhi would not allow Liu Handong to be rash and rush to Quanzhou to kill, which was useless except for being quick for a while. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liu Handong was very dissatisfied with this, he said: "Brother Zhi, you have changed, where did you go to that happy revenge, now you have become like a political commissar, you only know how to take care of the overall situation." ”

Liu Yan said straightly: "Okay, I'll let you go to Quanzhou to kill Pu Shougeng, can you kill it?" ”

Liu Handong was speechless, with his ability, he may not be able to kill Pu Shougeng, but he will definitely not be able to retreat with his whole body, he dares to speak bold words, that is, relying on Liu Yanzhi's endorsement, since Brother Zhi is unwilling to come forward, he can only endure this evil breath with hatred.

Although other people are in a heavy mood, but can accept the reality, the battle of Yashan is a historical fact, although it is extremely tragic, but the Han people have not been wiped out from then on, in another fifty years, there will be a person named Zhu Chongba in Fengyang, Anhui Province, the Han family will be restored in the hands of this person, and in another seven hundred years, the country established by the Han people will create a glorious Han and Tang Dynasty, and the descendants of Genghis Khan still return to the bitter cold desert, relying on grazing cattle and sheep, and selling mineral deposits to make a living, so it is meaningless to worry about the ancients.

Abukai soared in the air, Liu Yanzhi was able to observe the enemy situation through Hai Dongqing's eyes, and avoided the Yuan army's outpost rangers, so that he had to make a detour, and only walked fifty miles until it was dark, everyone was hungry, but they couldn't find a village to settle in, and they couldn't find food for their stomachs.

In Lingnan in early spring, it was still a little cold at night, and the travelers lit bonfires and sat around, hungry one by one, and the rumbling sounds in their stomachs came and went.

Although Zuo Ci walked with everyone, he still went his own way, he didn't care about the hunger of others, he meditated on his own, Liu Yanzhi wanted to ask him to cast a spell to get some food, seeing this posture is not easy to speak, Zuo Lao Si'er does not eat the fireworks in the world, so don't trouble him, so he only borrowed the Qiankun bag and flew to the nearest big city to buy food, and for a while he felt very much like the senior brother in Journey to the West, and often a somersault cloud flew out to pick melons, fruits, pears and peaches to satisfy the hunger of the master and his disciples.

Liu Yan flew straight to the northeast, if I remember correctly, it should be Guangzhou, Guangzhou in my memory is a giant city, the name of the first-tier city in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou is not called in vain, even Guangzhou at the end of the Song Dynasty should be a big city, but when he flew over the city, he found that the city of Guangzhou is very small, it is the time of the palm lamp but it is dim, only the government office in the center of the city is brightly lit, press the cloud head and look again, the city is full of human heads, the blood has dried up, more than half of the houses in the city are empty, just find a family to enter, but found that there were several corpses lying in the courtyard, presumably all killed by the robbed Yuan soldiers, Liu Yanzhi couldn't bear it, dug a pit in the yard, and buried the family together.

Go next door, the same family was killed, the man fell on his back in the yard, a deep knife mark from the shoulder blade to the waist, the right hand was still tightly holding the knife, the eyes were wide open, Liu Yan went straight into the wing, and saw a more tragic scene, a woman died on the bed, the flesh and blood were blurred, before she died, she must have passed by inhuman torture, there was a baby corpse at the head of the bed, and there were leather boot footprints everywhere, which were the footprints left by the murderers.

Liu Yanzhi dug a pit again to bury the body, he began to understand why Wen Tianxiang swore not to surrender, why the 200,000 soldiers and civilians in Yashan would rather commit suicide by throwing themselves into the sea than endure humiliation and stealing their lives, because this is a deep hatred in the sea of blood, this is a great shame, this is unwilling to admit defeat, this is the choice of every person with backbone and blood, there is no China after Yashan, it is because the backbone of the people are dead, and the rest are all courageous, cowardly and shameless, and the Chinese civilization has experienced a near-extinction blow after Yashan, and has been in a state of collapse since then, Although the Ming Dynasty restored the orthodoxy of the Han dynasty a hundred years later, it was not as glorious as the Song Dynasty.

Later, when the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs, Chinese civilization regressed again, until the Opium War was knocked open with artillery, and China entered a period of decline again...... Thinking of this, Liu Yanzhi suddenly had a bold idea, if this group of backbone Song people were not annihilated in Yashan, but went into exile overseas, established a highly developed civilized country, and landed in Guangzhou and Dagukou with strong ships and cannons a few years later, just like the British and French forces did, swept the Mongolian iron cavalry with hot weapons, and crushed everything with the strength of advanced civilization, then history would be completely changed, maybe the Ming Dynasty would not exist, and the Manchu Tartars would not become the climate, this is not the flapping of butterfly wings, It's a space-time hurricane, everything in the base time and space will be affected, maybe the company doesn't exist in the future, and Ji Yuqian doesn't exist......

Of course, the Resistance will also become rootless sources, and there will be no trace of their life in the baseline plane, and everyone will become duckweed in the long river of time.

Let's think about how to pass this meal, Liu Yan directly drove away the cranky thoughts in his mind, he didn't dare to continue to search from house to house, the corpses in the city didn't know what day they would be buried, he went straight to the yamen in the center of the city, there was definitely no shortage of food.

The government office of Guangzhou City has become the camp of the Mongols, outside the courtyard wall stands full of Han soldiers, holding swords and shields, holding their heads high, hanging lanterns under the eaves, from time to time there are officers patrolling the sentry, a wall is separated, the courtyard is stationed in the Mongolian and Semu people, they are not used to living in the house, set up tents in the open space, drink and carnival all night, indulge in pleasure, the appearance of the Mongolian soldiers is very eye-catching, and the Han people are very different, they are all extremely stout men, not tall, but the body is broad, the head is full of pigtails, the hair is greasy, Wrapped in filthy sheepskin robes, a group of Mongol soldiers gathered together, and the smell of shame could smoke people's heads.

But this group of barbaric soldiers, conquered almost the entire Eurasian continent, everywhere they went, indestructible, the heads of people rolled, the Mongols like to slaughter the city, as long as the resistance is a little fierce, after the city is broken, it will kill all men, women and children, the Mongols swept half the world, it is a great destruction of civilization, it is a reversal of history, if there is no barbaric conquest by the Mongols, then what will the earth look like in 700 years? Maybe you've landed on Mars, right?

There are a lot of insignificant women in the tents of the Mongols, all of whom are women from good families who have been robbed, and the Han soldiers outside listened to the women of the same race being ravaged by foreign races, but they were not touched, and they were still loyal to the boss.

Thinking of this, he couldn't hold back his anger anymore, and no matter what food he was looking for, he lowered the clouds, pulled out the plasma flame rod, and walked straight to the gate of the government office......

After a stick of incense, there was no living mouth inside and outside the entire government office, the Mongols were all killed, the Han army and the robbed female slaves all fled, Liu Yan took a breath of evil, went to the back kitchen to find a large number of barbecue wine dishes, or just made without moving the chopsticks, all the brains were packed in the Qiankun bag, packed and taken away, this time it was flying south, he pondered that he might be able to meet the hero who wrote the famous sentence on the Lingding Ocean.

Those two lines of poetry are called: Who has not died in life since ancient times, leaving Dan to take care of the sweat and sweat.

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