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Chapter 257: Damn anything, dare to come out and claim to be Han
Chinese.

Chinese!
The appearance of this national title made Zhu Houcong feel excited in his calm heart.

After all, this national title has a 400-year heritage and has even become the representative of a nation.

However, after being excited, Zhu Houcong also had a headache.

If the political power outside is a big man, and it is a big man in a world with medium spiritual energy concentration, what should we do? Is it a civil war?
Just when Zhu Houcong had all kinds of strange thoughts and random thoughts in his mind, he saw that Tu Mo and Bing Bi were already in front of him, carrying the unconscious young man in coarse cloth and linen clothes up. There were several soldiers behind him, and they lifted up a dark-skinned boy who looked a bit like It was a wolf-dog, but after careful identification, the body of a creature that didn't look much like it was brought up.

"His Majesty!"

Tu Mo and Bing Bi spoke loudly and respectfully to Zhu Houcong: "This is the capture of my young general, and I hereby present it to your majesty. I hope that your majesty will be forever strong and your immortality will be prosperous!"

Zhu Houcong waved his hand, Tu Mo and Bing Bi immediately understood and placed the young man and the body on the main hall, then cautiously stepped back, leaving the position to Zhu Houcong.

His Highness, Yu Dayou, also immediately stepped forward and stood guard in front of Zhu Houcong to prevent the young man from being an assassin and pretending to be stunned to get close to Zhu Houcong.

Zhu Houcong didn't have so many ideas. He looked at it with the immortal method and saw that the young man in front of him was really dizzy.

but……

Zhu Houcong paused, feeling a little strange.

He could see that there was a cold blood flowing in this young man's body, and he obviously had some ability, which was not a fairy tale.

The level is almost the same as that of Wu Jiying's regular soldiers.

Moreover, Zhu Houcong had a vague feeling that if there was a fight, the main soldiers of Wuji Camp might not be able to defeat this young man.

Kind of strong.

But in front of him, he was still the same as a doll.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhu Houcong stepped forward quickly and saw that the young man was still fainting, so he stretched out his hand, and the majestic spiritual energy poured out from Zhu Houcong's palm in an instant, trying to save the young man at all costs.

He has found out that the teleportation anchor point is located in a deep mountain and old forest, and it is probably an organized country outside.

For a country with a medium amount of spiritual energy, once a large army appears, it will definitely attract the opponent's attention.

In this case, we can only save this young man and learn about the situation outside through the young man's mouth.

For example, what kind of big man is this big man?

Is he a strong man from an imaginary world, or is he the strong man he knows well? If he is a strong man, which emperor is in power and in what era is he a strong man.

Caution is the boat.

He was the emperor, and he was burdened with the rule of three worlds. Zhu Houcong did not want to gamble on so-called luck.

So, under the influence of Zhu Houcong's spiritual energy, the young man woke up leisurely within a short time.

After he woke up, he looked at the unfamiliar situation nearby. He suddenly panicked, stood up quickly, and looked around warily.

Seeing that the young man had regained consciousness, the surrounding armored guards immediately stepped forward, drew out their embroidered spring knives, surrounded the young man, and yelled loudly: "How dare you be so cruel in front of His Majesty?!"

The young man's eyes were horrified and he looked around. He seemed to have figured out the situation. He immediately knelt down in front of Zhu Houcong with a plop and began to kowtow tremblingly while mumbling some unintelligible words.

No one can understand what this means.

Only a few tones seemed familiar, and the Northern Jinyiwei, who was from Shanxi, was vaguely familiar.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Houcong's heart sank.

Language barrier.

Also, if they are really people from the Han Dynasty, the language has changed a lot since the Ming Dynasty. For example, there is a big gap between the Yayan of the Ming Dynasty and the Mandarin of later generations.

Of course, the elegant dialects of the Ming Dynasty can also be understood a little in later generations, similar to today's dialects.

The distance between the Han Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty was thousands of years.

But this is not a problem for Zhu Houcong, he just needs to spend more spiritual energy.

He took a deep breath, then instilled it with spiritual energy, and said in a brilliant voice: "Who are you?"

At the same time, this spiritual energy also passed through the young man's body.

"The villain He Fengli, the militiaman Zhang Gu, pays homage to the county guard, pays homage to the county guard..."

The young man kept kowtowing, and at this moment, Zhu Houcong also understood what the other person said.

The other party thought of himself as a county guard.

The county governor is the prefect.

During the reign of Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty, the county governor was renamed the prefect.

But this doesn't mean anything.

After all, after the official title was changed in the second year of Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty, the name of county governor was still spread among the people. Until the Song Dynasty, some people still called the prefect as county governor.

And even the official name is 'prefect of the county'.

"Don't you think that I am the governor of a county?"

Zhu Houcong smiled, and then did not continue to delve into Zhang Gu's words, but said: "Where do you rule the people, and why are you here?"

Although it was a bit beyond Zhu Houcong's imagination to deal with this 'militia', he didn't have to worry about it, he just needed to understand it.

After hearing Zhu Houcong's words, Zhang Gu was confused for a while, and then hesitantly said: "County Supervisor, I heard from Brother Wang that there is Gaoliu County not far from my village, but we seem to be some other county. of……"

"Gaoliu County?"

Zhu Houcong thought for a while, but he never thought that there was a county named Gaoliu County under the Ming Dynasty, so he immediately called the academicians who accompanied the army.

However, before the great scholar could enter the palace, Liu Yong was shocked. He immediately stood up and said to Zhu Houcong with sincerity and fear: "Your Majesty, this Gaoliu County was established in the 20th year of King Wuling of Zhao Dynasty. It was named Gaoliu and belonged to Dai County; Qin Dynasty was still a county. In the land of Daijun, Gaoliu County in the Western Han Dynasty belonged to Daijun of the Bingzhou Governor's Department. At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, it was the administrative seat of Daijun. It was later deposed. Under my rule in the Ming Dynasty, it became Datong Zhenyang and Wei."

Having said that, Liu Yong did not dare to delay, and continued: "According to what he said, it should belong to Xu's County, where Shangdang County is located. During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Gaodu County was established and belonged to Shangdang County in Jizhou. In the Western Han Dynasty, Gaodu County was The capital was placed in Xuushi County, which was used in the Han and Jin Dynasties. Under my rule in the Ming Dynasty, it was under the jurisdiction of Zezhou Prefecture."

According to what he said, the village he was talking about should be between Shangdang County and Dai County.

Because Shanxi is located.

Zhu Houcong asked again: "Have you heard about Daijun and Shangdangjun?"

"Shangdang! Yes, it's Shangdang!"

After Zhang Gu heard the familiar name, he immediately said excitedly: "But Dai Jun has never heard of it. I remember that Mr. seemed to have said something about Pingyang and Guangping..."

Is there no Daijun nearby?

When Zhu Houcong heard this, he immediately took a deep breath and asked again: "Do you know what age you are?"

Hearing this, Zhang Gu unconsciously felt that this gentleman was a bit strange. He didn't even know what age he was now. He was about to open his mouth, but suddenly he became wary again, looked at Zhu Houcong, and then said: "My family obeys Jin Yang According to Liu Bingzhou's words, Brother Wang followed his husband's orders and took all the elders in the village to Jinyang. "Jinyang, Liu Bingzhou?"

Until now, Zhu Houcong still didn't understand what era this was.

Jinyang does not need to be translated, it is now Taiyuan.

The name Jinyang has a long history and was used in the Tang Dynasty. It is impossible to analyze the dynasty through place names.

Yu Dayou on the side, blessed by Zhu Houcong's spiritual energy, immediately shouted and asked: "Let me ask you, are you a member of the Han Dynasty?"

The young man said: "It should be considered now... In the past few years, we still had to pay grain to the Jin Dynasty. Now a group of officials who claim to be Han Dynasty have come... There are dead people everywhere, and there are also Hulu who went south to fight against the autumn wind, saying they were going to fight. Liu Bingzhou of Jinyang..."

"What is the name of the emperor of the Han Dynasty, and what is the name of the emperor of the Jin Dynasty?" Zhu Houcong seemed to have noticed something and asked.

Hearing this, the young man shook his head in confusion: "I don't know, it seems that his surname is Liu, who used to be Manzi. Dajin is Sima. There were many people named Sima who fought before. There were more than 400 people in our village!" Now there are only 50 people left..."

Already confirmed.

Western Jin Dynasty!

It turned out to be this bullshit dynasty.

Zhu Houcong didn't expect that based on the young man's words, he already knew exactly what dynasty this was.

Not long after the Eight Kings Rebellion in the Western Jin Dynasty ended, and now on the eve of the Yongjia Rebellion, the Xiongnu Zhao Han Liu Yuan rose up, calling himself a descendant of the Han Dynasty, and attacked the Western Jin Dynasty, and this place was the point of confrontation between the Xiongnu and the Jin Dynasty in Shanxi.

Liu Bingzhou, who guarded Jinyang, should be one of the two protagonists who danced after hearing the chicken, Jin Sikong, the general, the governor and the military of Jiyou. Liu Kun and Liu Yueshi, who guarded Jinyang for nine years during the Yongjia Rebellion, held the last hope for the Han people. !

But it does have a bit of black humor.

Liu Yuan, who was clearly a Huns, but claimed to be a descendant of the Han Dynasty and wanted to restore the Han Dynasty, and Liu Kun, a loyal minister of the Jin Dynasty who was an orthodox descendant of the Han Dynasty, the son of Liu Sheng, the king of Shanjing in Hanzhong, and the son of Liu Fan, the Guanglu official.

An offensive and defensive battle was held in Shanxi.

And Zhu Houcong also understood the history that followed.

Liu Kun was defeated, so he asked Yanyun for reinforcements, and Xianbei Murong's cavalry came to defeat the Xiongnu.

It will be more dark humor then.

The Huns, under the banner of "restoring the Han Dynasty", and the Xianbei people, under the banner of "defending the Jin Dynasty", fought to the death in Shanxi, calling each other the barbarians...

The foreigners have beaten their brains out in the north, so what are the orthodox dynasties of the Han people, the Jin Dynasty, doing?

The aristocratic family abandoned the short-lived emperor Jin Huai of the Western Jin Dynasty and his loyal minister Liu Kun, leaving Emperor Huai of Jin to guard Chang'an alone and Liu Kun to stick to Jinyang to buy them time, and they collectively moved to the south of the Yangtze River and traveled south in their clothes.

Although the history of the Western Jin Dynasty is very dark and infuriating.

But Liu Kun and Zu Ti, the two heroes from Dance of the Rooster, were the lights of a dark age.

Without Liu Kun, the Huns would have marched straight in, and the southern crossing would have ceased to exist. The Han people would have fallen under the iron cavalry of the foreign tribes in the north, and there would have been no high-intensity development in the south.

Liu Kun has made great contributions to the nation.

In such a cruel war-torn era, with weapons and weapons everywhere, and even a medium-level aura world, it was hard for Zhu Houcong to imagine what this world would be like.

It is estimated that 'when the country is about to perish, there must be monsters'.

After getting the information from the young man, Zhu Houcong looked at the dark animal corpse on the side that looked like a dog but not a dog, and asked: "What is this?"

"Sheriff, this bitch is..."

The young man opened his mouth to explain to Zhu Houcong, but Zhu Houcong did not need the young man's explanation.

Because in front of him, pop-ups and identifications from the group system had appeared.

[War Beast: Level 50, born from a war that killed 50 people, loves to eat people's hearts.Born from the heavenly time, various disasters and anomalies in turbulent times are embodied. 】

"According to what the previous team said, nine people were killed or injured in the unexpected sneak attack. Then they shot randomly and killed the ferocious beast..."

Zhu Houcong thought about it, his mood fluctuating: "In this case, firearms still have a certain lethality against such ferocious beasts. If they are fully armed and are not distracted or attacked by sneak attacks, the casualties should be less than five."

In this regard, Zhu Houcong found it a bit difficult to deal with.

This world is a little too weird.

This is the case with military disasters that kill 50 people. You must know that in this era, thousands or tens of thousands of people die at every turn, so what about higher-level disasters?

Moreover, they have not yet encountered the Zhao Han soldiers of the Huns and the officers and soldiers of the Western Jin Dynasty. Zhu Houcong does not know the combat effectiveness of these soldiers.

But the only good news now is that firearms are still useful.

At least under the current circumstances, a team with fifteen muskets could easily kill this beast after calming down.

He thought it would be more difficult, but Zhu Houcong never thought it would be so difficult.

It was a little bit beyond his expectations.

Zhu Houcong himself may be a top-notch fighter in this world, but it's a pity that others are not.

Zhu Houcong paused, suddenly thought of something, and then asked with interest: "I think you seem to be practicing, but what techniques have you practiced?"

"Yes."

The young man was honest and said directly: "It's taught by the orthodox teacher in the village. You have to practice it at the age of ten! It's called Blood Nourishing Kung Fu, and it's extremely powerful!"

Having said this, the young man puffed up his chest and said to Zhu Houcong very proudly: "I am the most powerful people in the village! Brother Wang said that I can be a general in the future!"

"Good good."

Zhu Houcong nodded.

However, judging from the vitality of this young man, Zhu Houcong felt that this blood-nourishing skill was not a righteous method.

"You can read this "Nourishing Blood Technique" to me once. If you perform well, I can order you to serve as a Yunqi captain under my command," Zhu Houcong said.

Hearing Zhu Houcong's words, Zhang Gu couldn't help but feel happy, and immediately began to recite it in front of Zhu Houcong.

For young Zhang Gu, this thing is not uncommon as the whole village and even the neighboring villages know it.

However, after listening to Zhang Gu's words, Zhu Houcong's expression became more and more solemn.

This blood-nourishing skill, before each use of the power, must be guided by blood. It is not so much a blood-nourishing skill as it is a blood-burning skill!
It’s really evil!
At this moment, Maleji suddenly rushed in from outside the door, bowed to Zhu Houcong and said: "Your Majesty! Our army first boarded the No. 11 and No. 13 standard teams and encountered a barbarian attack. Then Under the banner of 'Han', the barbarians encountered our army and took the initiative to launch an attack and fight with our army. Our army suffered 46 casualties, killed [-] of the enemy, captured three alive, and ordered four or five to run away!"

After hearing these words, Zhu Houcong's face turned gloomy: "Nothing dares to come out and claim to be Han!"

"Where are the tanks? Where are the bombers?"

"Let me go out for a walk. I want to see how powerful this medium spiritual energy world is!"

(End of this chapter)