Ancestors, please don't crawl out again.

Chapter 83 I became my ancestor?

In front of a coastal cliff.

"The great general Zhang Hongfan destroyed the Song Dynasty here."

A middle-aged general said proudly amidst a large number of officers and soldiers.

The ink of the twelve large characters on the cliff wall is still wet, but the craftsmen who carved them are already busy. Amid the sound of hammers and chisels, the originally written ink characters gradually turn into indentations deep into the rock. The fleeting characters that disappear with the wind become a deep imprint that can withstand thousands of years of wind and rain.

"To be remembered in history is of little use; to be engraved on rock is immortality. Even ten thousand years from now, future generations will know my name."

He continued.

"Your actions are comparable to engraving a stone on Yanran Mountain!"

A man next to him who was obviously a civil servant also said with a smile.

"Engrave the stone at Yanran, engrave the stone at Yanran, hahahahaha..."

Zhang Hongfan smiled proudly.

Of course, this is not a taboo in my Yuan Dynasty. After all, they have already sealed the wolf's lair.

They even massacred Khorin. Modern joint Mongol-Russian archaeological excavations have revealed two layers of burned soil at the site of Khorin. The first dates to the mid-to-late 14th century, during the Xu Da Campaign in Lingbei, when the Ming army burned Khorin. This suggests the Ming army actually captured Khorin and burned the city. The second dates to the mid-to-late 13th century, when the Yuan Emperor Kublai Khan, along with a group of Han nobles and surrendered Jurchen generals, captured the Mongol capital and, after a bloodbath, burned it down. It's true that reality always seems so uncanny. Remember, his vanguard was Li Ting, a member of the surrendered Jurchen Pucha clan. I wonder if he and Shi Tianze felt a strange sense of excitement during the Khorin massacre.

Of course, Zhang Hongfan should be as excited as they are now.

But the next moment, a man and a woman suddenly appeared out of nowhere in front of the cliff.

Standing there side by side, admiring them as they did, leaving only their backs to them.

"The great general Zhang Hongfan destroyed the Song Dynasty here, so your name is Zhang Hongfan?"

The man said without turning his head.

"Where did this monster come from!"

"Take it down!"

……

screamed in confusion.

"If it weren't for Emperor Taizu Gao, this thing probably wouldn't have survived to the present day."

The woman also said without turning her head.

"What happened to Zhang Hongfan's family later?"

The man said.

"His family didn't live to see the Taizu Gao Emperor. By the time of his grandson's generation, they were wiped out by the Hu Yuan Dynasty."

The woman said.

At this moment, Zhang Hongfan had already taken the bow and arrow and aimed at the man's back, while other officers and soldiers also raised their bows and arrows and aimed, ready to shoot them both into hedgehogs. However, Zhang Hongfan still had a serious expression. After all, he saw these two people appear out of thin air. An officer asked with a questioning look, but he shook his head slightly to indicate not to act rashly.

These two are not easy to deal with!
Who has ever seen something appear out of thin air? Even the masters don’t have this ability.

The man suddenly turned his head and pointed with the nine-section staff in his hand.

"What's your comment on this?"

He said with a peaceful smile.

"Don't spread rumors to confuse the public."

Zhang Hongfan sneered.

"I didn't ask you."

said the man.

Zhang Hongfan broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

Because there was suddenly a man wearing the armor of a Song army general next to him, and as a man who could be said to have experienced many battles, Zhang Hongfan could even feel the momentum of killing from the pile of dead bodies from this man. As long as he dared to take the risk, the latter would probably chop off his head in an instant.

"Zhang Hongfan, the one who destroyed the Song Dynasty, is so arrogant. He's just a dog raised by the barbarians. If he hadn't followed his master, he would be nothing more than a dog to our Song Dynasty. He's a fox borrowing the power of a tiger without knowing it, and he even dares to covet his master's credit. Such a person who doesn't know when to advance or retreat will surely be abandoned by the barbarians sooner or later. But who is the Taizu Gaohuangdi that Yuanjun mentioned? Could he be from after this?"

the man said.

"Kill these monsters!"

Zhang Hongfan screamed as if he had collapsed.

however……

None of his men dared to move.

Because at this moment, there were suddenly countless soldiers in heavy armor among his men. They were even crowded together with his men, so much so that many of them were looking at his men face to face with bad intentions.

His men were also sweating profusely like him.

No one understood how they appeared.

And these guys all have bloodthirsty murderous intent.

Like a group of wild beasts.

"This guy is a Khitan, you bastard. Which Khitan family are you from? Grandfather Shulü."

One of the guys who suddenly appeared was spitting at an officer in Khitan.

The officer was dumbfounded.

"Taizu, of course, is her ancestor.

It was his ancestors who completed the task of expelling the Tartars and rebuilding the country decades later.

Holding ninety-nine steel swords, I will not stop until I have slain all the barbarians. I am a man of honor, why should I serve the Tartars as a slave?

There is no shortage of heroes in this land. When the way of heaven is broken, there will always be someone who rises up to save the world. If one is not enough, there will be another. If one group sacrifices, there will be more who rise up. In just a few decades, a group of originally unarmed poor people will start from Henan and head north, fighting non-stop, killing all the barbarians, and then killing their way through the grassland, Liaodong, and even to Goryeo.

Of course, there is no shortage of people like them in this land.

Very sad.

That is indeed the case.”

Yang Feng said.

After saying this, he dropped the nine-section staff in his hand.

Zhang Hongfan, who was slapped in the face, fell down with a scream.

However, Yue Fei and others were obviously a little confused. After all, the amount of information was too much. Especially the fact that Yuan Jun's ancestor lived decades later did have some impact on their worldview.

"You like playing this?"

Yang Feng stepped on Zhang Hongfan and pointed at the line of words.

Zhang Hongfan was lying on the ground, looking at that place in horror.

Because the witch was standing there, and a dragon was coiled on her arm. The dragon's claws kept scratching the cliff wall. His line of words quickly disappeared, and the stones fell like sand. Then a human-shaped depression gradually formed, and it continued to deepen.

Because the concave was taller and fatter than her, she stood inside and continued to grab with her dragon.

The depression got deeper and deeper.

Soon he went in almost ten feet.

"If you like it, I'll grant you your wish."

The male demon said.

Then he picked up Zhang Hongfan, and the witch walked out of the depression, and he put Zhang Hongfan in.

At the same moment, the man calling himself Shulü and another young general lifted a log that had washed ashore and, together, thrust it against Zhang Hongfan's chest. The other soldiers, understanding the situation immediately, also gathered various pieces of wood and began to push against various parts of Zhang Hongfan's body from the outside. Some, fearing they wouldn't have enough power, even used logs from behind to ram him from the front. They shouted slogans and pressed hard, causing Zhang Hongfan to scream as they were pushed inward bit by bit. It was a brutal pounding, like pounding garlic, grinding even his clothes and even his flesh into the flesh.

Of course, the bones were broken in many places.

Zhang Hongfan screamed in agony, enduring the blows of the logs, spitting blood, feeling the friction between his body and the rocks, feeling the constant shattering of his bones, as they pushed him to the bottom of the depression, and stuck there.

However, his breathing was not affected, after all, he had the support of his shoulders.

This kind of restraint is not from the front, so the pressure on the lungs is limited, and it also avoids the chest. After all, it is necessary to prevent the ribs from piercing the heart.

He was stuck in there, unable to move.

In particular, there were countless fractures all over his body. Because his legs could not get in, these bastards used logs as hammers outside, hammering the logs in front of them, almost smashing them in. In the end, not only were all his bones broken, but a lot of flesh was also worn away.

He could only continue screaming inside.

Then it passed through the depression in the cliff and turned into a strange sound.

"He should be able to come out after being like this for a long time, right? Besides, he'll lose weight if he starves for a few days."

Yang Feng said.

"Xianzun, it might be rotten inside."

Xiao Feng said with a smile.

"Forget it, that's it."

Yang Feng nodded and said.

Indeed, in this state, he would not be able to lose weight due to starvation. Besides, he did not need to starve himself because he had already lost a lot of weight.

Then he looked at the other Yuan troops who were under control.

"kill!"

He said.

The next moment, countless weapons fell on these Yuan soldiers.

In the blink of an eye, they became piles of rotten meat of various shapes.

"Immortal Venerable, how many prefectures and counties are there in the Great Song Dynasty now?"

Yue Fei asked impatiently.

"I guess there aren't any left. Before the Mongols destroyed the Song Dynasty, they had already conquered most of the known world. You don't know much about the west, but you only need to know that Xixia, Dali, Tubo, and Goryeo were all conquered by them. They even sent a small army from Dali to attack the two lakes and Jiangxi. Only Annan and Japan have not been conquered yet. Their army to destroy the Song Dynasty included Koreans, Khitans, and even Semites from the Western Regions. In fact, the Southern Song Dynasty has lasted the longest among all the countries it has conquered, and the war between the two sides has been going on for decades. Even a Khan was killed before. The descendants of the soldiers you settled in Xiangyang have been blocking their southward advance.

After holding out for decades, they finally surrendered.

Today's Song Dynasty..."

Yang Feng pondered for a moment.

"The Song Dynasty still has at least two cities today, Diaoyu City and Lingxiao City."

The princess said.

Well, my Song Dynasty really still has two cities.

Diaoyucheng only opened its gates and surrendered after learning about the Battle of Yashan.

As for Lingxiao City...

This city never surrendered and continued to resist until it was captured nearly ten years later.

In reality, there were probably more than two. Most of the mountain fortresses in Sichuan surrendered after learning of the Battle of Yashan, so there were indeed many who were still fighting for the Song Dynasty. These mountain fortresses were inherently difficult to capture, and the Yuan army was currently concentrated downstream. Sichuan was no longer a primary target, and it was impossible to allocate a large number of troops to attack. Due to distance and communication difficulties, most of them had difficulty in obtaining timely information about the situation downstream, and many still believed that the imperial court still existed.

"I'll go!"

The princess said.

As she spoke, she extended her hand to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng didn't give her the nine-section staff, but instead put his arm around her shoulders and walked aside.

"So, what exactly do you want to do? I think you're taking the initiative this time, and you seem to have a lot of ideas."

He said deeply.

"If you can be my ancestor, can't I be my ancestor?"

The princess said with a smile.

"So, you want to establish the Ming Dynasty? Then become the empress yourself, and wait a few decades before passing the throne to your ancestors? This is very interesting. I become my ancestor? Now you already have Xiao Chen. Find Xiao Chen's original wife in history, let them give birth to a daughter who will marry Zhu Wusi, and then give birth to Old Zhu. Finally, you pass the throne to him?"

Yang Feng said with a hint of excitement.

Indeed, this is very interesting.

"Emperor Taizu Gao's family was originally from Jurong. Although he hadn't been born yet at this time, it wasn't difficult to find Xizu. All that was left was to match him up one by one. The same could be done with Prince Yang. Although it would be a little more difficult, it wasn't impossible.

As soon as Emperor Taizu Gao is born, I will make him my heir and pass the throne to him when he grows up.

The Ming Dynasty is still the Ming Dynasty of our Zhu family."

The princess said confidently.

“But that will take decades, right?”

Yang Feng said.

"Do you think I need to stay here forever? As long as I match these couples, I can leave the government affairs to the ministers. Then I can just jump back. The gods will help me. It won't be long before I can pass the throne to Emperor Taizu Gao."

The princess said.

So she has a big imagination!

But her imagination is indeed very feasible.

The key point is that the so-called God really grants her every wish. This child is his biological child, and she is at most a found child.

Since she already had a grandfather named Zhu, all she needed to do was find Zhu's grandfather, the so-called Xizu Zhu Chuyi, and then pair them up with historical wives. The two pairs would become Zhu Wusi and his wife, and Zhu was naturally born. As an empress, or a divine emperor, she didn't need to stay in this time and space to play house with her subjects. The management of the country was handed over to the ministers, and no one dared to usurp the throne. They could only work honestly. She could continue to live a carefree life in the modern era, simply inserting herself here at a few key points.

Then she could have her Ming Dynasty.

She can also have her Taizu Gaohuangdi.

As for the fact that the Ming Dynasty is different from the original history...

She doesn't care!
All she wanted was for Zhu Yuanzhang to be the emperor and for Ma to be his wife.

No need to consider anything else.

Besides, with her intervention, it is hard for this empire not to become powerful.

Instead, Zhu Yuanzhang would change from a founding emperor to a ruler who maintained the status quo.

"But you have to solve the problem of the people's submission."

Yang Feng said.

"When the mountains and rivers were shattered, fairies descended to save the soldiers and civilians trapped between life and death. As long as they submit, recognize me as empress, and become subjects of the Ming Dynasty, I will ask nothing more of them. I will even give them a cabinet and a court elected by the people. I will also lead them to drive out the Tartars, reclaim their homes, live a prosperous life, and provide them with enough food and clothing. Isn't that enough?"

The princess said.

"enough."

Yang Feng nodded.

That’s indeed enough, the Zhao family isn’t something that is very popular, the common people just have no choice.

Including those loyal ministers who resisted, in the final analysis, they just didn't want to be dogs for foreigners.

A fairy came down to earth and took them to clean up the broken mountains and rivers and live a life of plenty. What else could they be dissatisfied with? What had the Zhao family given them?
but……

"If you become the queen, what should I do?"

Yang Feng said.

(End of this chapter)