As one of the oldest libraries in the world, with the richest collection of ancient books, it has been more than 500 years and nearly 600 years since its construction, as if it has passed through the corridor of time to stand in front of the Orientals, in such a process, it has also suffered disasters, the largest one, the Roman commander Caesar invaded Alexandria, the burning fire spread to this library, and a large number of rare books were mostly destroyed in this war.

After many years, the same scene reappeared in front of it, and half of the city was in flames.

Eighteen rock pillars hugged by three people spread out in a circle, Sun Ce led the troops to stride up the mottled stone steps, and there were patrolling soldiers around him, and after saluting, he patrolled in the next direction. His fingers stroked these sometimes concave into strips, sometimes smooth columns, for coming to this far west, such an exotic style, although I have seen a lot, but after all, I still feel novel, especially the people here seem to have a soft spot for humanoid sculptures, and most of the Han people are birds and beasts, different races, different civilizations, so that the little overlord who once crisscrossed the Jiangdong has a sudden new feeling, he can't describe it, but it is like walking a lot of roads, experiencing many things, and his vision and mentality are changing.

Ahead, the noisy sound came into his ears, and when his fingertips were withdrawn from the cold rock pillar, the soldiers who were already standing guard over there saw him, and quickly straightened his back, Sun Ce nodded, dragged his cloak and strode in, the first thing that caught his eye was the brown bookshelves inlaid in the surrounding rock walls, and there were also neatly arranged in the hall, and in the middle was a column made of countless stones, and a long stone staircase winded up and submerged into the second layer, and from time to time there were searching soldiers coming down from above, squeezing past more than a dozen scholars in hooded cloaks in front, These people stopped over there and carefully shouted at the Dongfang soldiers who came and went, probably to tell the other party to be careful not to damage this place.

"Gong Jin, what's there to see here?" Sun Ce walked in, grabbed a roll of sheepskin from the bookshelf and unfolded it in his hand, on which were densely packed with intertwined words, and shook his head: "It's boring." Then he threw it back on the shelf, provoking an old man not far away from him hurriedly rushed over, and a Jiangdong cavalryman next to him pulled out his sword fiercely to block him, seeing Sen Han's knife edge, the scholar stopped in place and trembled slightly, but his eyes were always staring at the scroll that was discarded at random.

Over there, among the more than ten scholars, Zhou Yu, who was tall and dressed in armor, smiled and handed back the sheepskin scroll in his hand to an old man wearing a hood next to him, and walked over: "Of course these things are boring to Bo Fu, but for the Great Qin people here..... I don't know if they are Great Qin people..... but for them, these things are more important than life, but unfortunately I can't understand what is written on them." ”

Sun Ce waved his hand to let the cavalryman withdraw his sword, and the scholar on the opposite side approached cautiously and stepped forward to put the crooked sheepskin back like a treasure. He glanced at it and nodded: "These people do value dead things more than life, so what do you think are these things on the bookshelf?" Book? ”

"It should be."

Zhou Yu picked up a roll of sheepskin and opened it, "There are so many books, it reminds me of the father-in-law of Gongsun Dudu, who is also a great lover of books, with a collection of thousands of books at home, brother, you see, here is only the first layer of more than 10,000 volumes, there are more on it, it can be said that these things symbolize the cultural heritage of a country." ”

Torches crackled on the walls, bouncing sparks.

"Hmm." Sun Ce held the hilt of the knife and pondered for a moment, he glanced around: "Although these classics are theirs, since they have seen it and left it, it can be regarded as a suspicion of being an enemy. ”

"Brother, don't!" Zhou Yu was shocked by his words, and waved his hand: "These classics are estimated to be hundreds of thousands of volumes, even if they are burned by fire, it will take two or three months, not to mention that the predecessors wrote down preciously, and it is a pity to destroy them like this." ”

As a person who often holds a scroll, the importance of collecting books is far beyond ordinary people, not to mention the classics of other countries, which naturally have a lot of knowledge to learn, if you find something that benefits the country and the people, its value is higher than the meaning of a war, just like the first person in the world to create a weapon, although no one knows who it is, but the things created make people out of the threat of beasts, open up more homes........

"Gong Jin wants to take them all away? Let's fight a war, don't talk about fighting with these things, you can tire people to death just by walking, if you ignore it, won't you cheap the Great Qin people for nothing? It's still good to be ruined. ”

Zhou Yu frowned and was silent for a moment: "The next thing is to take a boat, these things can be put into several boats alone and hoisted behind the team." ”

"........ then it's up to you."

For the brother-in-law in front of him, Sun Ce basically would not refuse, the idea was simply passed through in his mind, that is, he agreed, held the handle of the knife and turned back: "But it will be finished tonight, after resting tomorrow morning, the whole army will go north by boat!" Gong Jin should hurry up. ”

Zhou Yu smiled and nodded.

In the second half of the night, the shouts of fighting gradually subsided, a large number of prisoners of war, as well as black-skinned slaves under the supervision of the Han soldiers, packed hundreds of thousands of books in the library into wooden boxes, and then pulled to the dock, carried into the bottom deck of the last few three-oared warships at the mooring port, and in the comings and goings, there were also a large amount of food and fruit loaded and unloaded into the nearby merchant ships for supplies, and most of the Jingzhou foot soldiers seized the time to rest, or get on the ship to be familiar with the ups and downs of the waves, although familiar with water warfare, but it was different at sea.

The east gradually glows white, the golden lazy sun shines, the seabirds that have been silent all night beat their white wings around the flocks of docked ships and make a call, with the undulations of the waves, the sails rise in the sea breeze, and the long queue comes neatly and walks across the connecting shipboards.

The sun pours in.

Under the sky, the red helmet strowels stroking in the wind.

The tall figure walked across the deck, Sun Ce clenched his fist in one hand and firmly grasped the hilt of his sword in the other hand and stood in front of the bow of the ship called the siren, looking at the horizon connecting heaven and earth in the distance, the white bird flapped its wings and flew past the sight, with a solemn face. The sea breeze blew and the sails swelled, and he turned around, and his cloak rolled and unfurled in the wind.

"Jiangdong children, Jing Xiang comrades, the ship of the Great Qin people is a little small, you have to sit firm."

The sound drifted far away in the wind, and one by one the black-skinned slaves numbly entered the cabin, sat down and held the paddle rod, and the heavily armed soldiers stood on the board of the ship with their feet firmly on the deck and looked at him solemnly, and no one laughed at the moment. Sun Ce slowly pulled out the ancient ingot knife, and the sun shone down.

Flashed out of the icy cold.

“.…… Let the people of Great Qin know that our Han Dynasty not only has heroic cavalry, but also heroic people who are good at water in my south, and tell them how the water battle should be fought-"

The white bird flew and circled higher, the line of sight looked down, the undulating sea, the water was sparkling, and the dense warships and merchant ships sounded the horn and set sail in the high-pitched voice, and the waves were pushed away layer by layer under the ship, roaring.

They will sneak up on the peninsula called Italy.