open sea

Chapter 454
As soon as Tang Juan's messenger boarded the big ship and left, Nanyangwei Port welcomed a cruel spectacle.

Sichuan Duzhangman was completely pacified. Since the beginning of Ming Dynasty, Emperor Taizu issued an edict to the returnees from the Southwest Yi to grant their original official positions. It is difficult to defend and attack, and there are often moves to attack everywhere.

In the mid-Ming Dynasty, land annexation in Sichuan intensified, and more Han people who lost their land joined in. These people were military prisoners who escaped, refugees who entered the village in the early years, robbers in the middle of Sichuan, and desperadoes who committed serious crimes. The situation became stronger, and most of them were pushed as the mastermind, so rebellions broke out everywhere.

The place where Duzhangman gathers is at the throat of the three provinces of Yun, Gui, and Sichuan. Every time there is a riot, the three provinces shake.

This time, Liu Xian broke 93 of his bronze drums and completely pacified them.

From Sichuan to Guangdong, the soldiers along the way transported captives to Nanyang Weigang in batches. For the first time alone, there were as many as [-] prisoners.

"The handsome man wants to send them to Mindoro for mining?"

Lou Qimai looked at the Duzhangman captives he led the Bozhou Army to defeat, and didn't think it was a good thing for these captives to be sent to Chen Mu. He gnashed his teeth and said with a gritted expression: "The barbarians are the most hateful, the ancestors are not If you have never been gentle, you still have to fight in the end."

"You have seen me let Chinese craftsmen work as mine supervisors in Mindoro, but have you ever seen me let Chinese work as miners?"

Chen Mu shook his head slightly, and he said: "In the past, the world was as big as the Great Wall in the north and the sea in the south. The distinction between Hua and Yi was inevitable, but let's talk about it, it was only in the era of blood and blood. Their ancestors were fighting with our ancestors." We were defeated in the battle, and we were driven into the deserted mountains and swamps, and we became stronger and stronger, and they declined."

"I can't blame my ancestors. It was a helpless move by people at that time to continue the race. It's just that time has passed. Today people have better choices. It may not be possible for the dead race to survive. It is no longer necessary to fight one after another. War as a deterrent."

"Compared to the huge land overseas, Ming Dynasty is too small. People who have lived here for generations should not fight each other. All Chinese belong to China. Unless conflicts are inevitable, any race in this circle is the same. , would not choose war."

"But only a few people know that there are more vicious barbarians in this world, who use war to get everything they want."

Chen Mu swore to God that he wasn't talking about himself, but when he turned his head and saw the intriguing expression on Lou Qimai's ugly face, it was obvious that General Daming, whom Father Libera called the head of the legion, scolded his handsome man like this I am puzzled by myself.

"It's not me, people like me who are more vicious than them came into being." Chen Mucue laughed out loud, and said: "Evil people are punished by evil people, have you ever seen a farmer raise a weapon in helplessness against a thief? Just like during the Japanese invasion in the southeast, I was that helpless farmer."

"No one will punish them. Sooner or later, their descendants will ride on the heads of my descendants to shit and pee, so it's better to strike first." Seeing that the Duzhangman captives were gathered, Chen Mu turned his head and asked: "Can they listen to this?" Understand what I say?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Chen Mu jumped down from the high platform, walked up to the captives, cupped his hands and said, "From Sichuan to Guangdong, a transfer order made you travel thousands of miles. It is Chen who can't stand you. I am Chen Mu, Minister of Nanyang."

"The imperial court wanted to kill all of you rebel prisoners in Sichuan, as an example to others. Now you are still alive, so you owe me your life, everyone."

"The people in charge are martial arts, and there is a custom of headhunting. It has been thousands of years since entering Shu. You must know the truth that revenge must be revenged, right? Destroy your hatred and report it to Liu Xian. You owe me your life. Now you have to pay it back." It's time, I want you to help me with something."

"Don't rush to shout, the bronze drum that Zhuge Liang made for your ancestors was taken to the capital as a war trophy. He said that if the drum is lost, it will be bad luck."

Chen Mu did a lot of homework to gather these Duzhangmans. In Liu Xian's letter, he introduced Duzhangmans in detail. After they died, they made hanging coffins on cliffs. The clansmen had the habit of hunting heads and worshiped the frog god. There were hundreds of coffins. A war drum that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Their ancestors were originally a branch of the Qiang people. They participated in the battle of Muye, where King Wu defeated Zhou, and made great achievements in battle, and were named Bohou.

According to legend, the war drum was made by Zhuge Liang who entered Shu to suppress the barbarians, and left a prophecy that if the drum was lost, the barbarians' luck would end.

In the tribe of Duzhangman, a loud war drum can be exchanged for a thousand oxen, or even seven or eight hundred oxen for a while. If you get two or three war drums, you can claim the title of king. When the drums sound in the mountains, everyone The savages will gather to the sound of the drum.

In this battle, Liu Xian broke 93 sides of his big drum, which can be said to have killed all the luck in the first battle.

When it comes to this matter, those brave and skilled warriors wept like those who went to the country.

"Zhuge Wuhou can make war drums, but now that the drums are lost, luck will end. However, drums and mus can also be made!"

Boom!
As soon as Chen Mu's voice fell, several flag soldiers on the high platform held a big bronze drum with a pattern of palms on one side. There were powerful men hammering the drum, and the sound of the drum was vibrating and continuous.

"The imperial court has taken away all the drums of Du Zhang Man; Chen will make a hundred drums for you again, but as Marquis Wu said, Man's luck is over. This is the drum of Du Zhang Man of Ming Dynasty."

On the high platform behind Chen Mu, the flag army pulled down the rope, and the huge picture scroll that was folded fell down.

Chen Mu did not look back, raised his arm and pointed to the east, and said: "There is a land named America in the east of the sea, and there is a war there. Thanks to my great emperor, Long En, the master is willing to serve under Chen's command and obey the dispatch, and serve as the Nanyang Army Mansion." Those who fight can form their own divisions and promote themselves as leaders, and leaders will give you a drum."

Then, he raised his arms to the south and said: "There is a land named Xinming in the south of the sea. There is no war there. There are fields to cultivate and pasture to graze. Thanks to my great emperor Long En, they are all in charge of women, children, old and weak. I would like to cultivate under Chen's command. Farming, animal husbandry, fishing and hunting, and those who pay taxes for the Nanyang military government can each form a department and self-promote the leader, and the leader will be given a drum."

When Chen Mu compared himself to Zhuge Wuhou, when he said that he wanted to rebuild the war drum for Duzhangren, everything else he said was not important to Duzhangren.

Going to sea, fighting, and farming are not important anymore.

It doesn't even matter whether they all control the barbarians or all control the people.

From this moment on, needles could be heard in places where thousands of people gathered, and they looked at Chen Mu differently.

Chen Mu stepped onto the high platform again, tapped the drum surface with his backhand, looked at the people on the high platform clapping the drum and said: "This drum is not easy to hold, anyone who takes my drum is the people under the rule of Ming Dynasty, and generations can't attack each other." , to plunder the barbarian land together, I want you to make an oath to the Frog God, and those who break it will be attacked and die!"

When the bronze war drum sounded again, the leaders who came forward were divided into two parts and worshiped together, Chen Mu smiled with satisfaction.

57 ethnic groups, 57 flowers!

　Sorry, I fell asleep today, Chapter 2 will be a little later, and it will be updated around [-] o'clock.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)