Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

"Everyone be careful, maintain alert formation, and keep moving forward!"

He led everyone along the side of the mountain wall and advanced another five or six hundred meters.

At this moment, a hidden arrow suddenly flew over.

Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!!"

Shi Bowen was the first to become alert. He shouted and instantly drew out his Embroidered Spring Sword.

Ding, ding, ding! As the knife flashed, four or five arrows were knocked away.

Du Sha and others also hurriedly blocked with scimitars.

But someone on the mountain ahead shouted, "It's Han Chinese! It's us Han Chinese!"

"Stop attacking! Surround them first!"

Shi Bowen and the others naturally could not hear the low calls from the mountains.

All they saw was hundreds of barbarians covered in furs, wearing feathers on their heads and holding spears, rushing down and surrounding them, shouting.

"Sir, what should we do?" Du Sha asked when he saw this.

Shi Bowen looked at the barbarian in front of him, feeling somewhat confused.

These people could just continue to shoot a few more rounds of arrows, and then engage in close combat after casualties occur on their side.

But they only fired one round and then stopped.

When they rushed down, there was no direct fighting. There must be something fishy about this.

Therefore, he did not take the initiative to break through their encirclement.

He said calmly: "They don't seem to have any intention of continuing the attack now. Let's wait and see. If they make any moves, we will follow Shi and kill them together!"

Du Sha nodded, gripping the scimitar tightly in his hand, staring at the ferocious barbarians in front of him, ready to launch a counterattack at any time.

The other Tungus men also held their breath and stared at the barbarians around them, already planning in their minds how to break through the encirclement.

The atmosphere was tense for a moment.

At this moment, a fifty-year-old man in tattered Song Dynasty clothes slowly walked out from behind a group of barbarians.

Shi Bowen looked at him and was a little confused: "Han people?!"

He really didn't expect that this was the second time he encountered Han people in such a short period of time.

The man had a long and narrow scar on his face, and even when he didn't speak, he had an air of majesty.

He did not answer Shi Bowen's question, but asked directly: "Who are you?"

Shi Bowen raised his head when he heard this:

"I am Shi Bowen, a minor flag officer of the Imperial Guards of the Ming Dynasty! Who are you?"

The man was slightly moved when he heard this: "But is it the Jinyiwei in the Ming court established by Zhu Yuanzhang?"

"How dare you address Taizu by his name!"

Shi Bowen couldn't help but get furious. He leaned forward and put his Embroidered Spring Blade directly against the man's neck.

The surrounding barbarians did not expect his movements to be so swift, and they all raised their spears and shouted.

Du Sha and others immediately held their swords in front of them and blocked the barbarians outside.

At this time, the man showed no fear and said, "I am a Song citizen, not a Ming citizen. What's wrong with calling me by my name?"

"Song people? The Song Dynasty has been gone for hundreds of years!"

The man shouted immediately upon hearing this:

"The Song Dynasty has not perished!"

"As long as there is a Song Dynasty, the Song Dynasty will not perish!"

Shi Bowen was shocked when he heard this.

This person has been living in exile overseas for so many years, but he has never forgotten his ancestors and identity. It is really admirable.

Let him go immediately.

The man suddenly stared into his eyes and questioned.

"Did you kill the people in the village ahead?"

When Shi Bowen heard this, he finally understood why they had ambushed him. It turned out that they had made a mistake.

Thinking of that bastard Dorgon, he gnashed his teeth and said:

"Those villagers were all killed by those damned Jiannu!"

The man became excited upon hearing this, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"You...the Jiannu you are talking about are actually golden dogs!"

"That's right! They are the descendants of the former Jin Dynasty, and later they rebuilt the Jin Dynasty in Liaodong." Shi Bowen said.

"I also heard from a Ming Dynasty person that the current Jin dog is called Jiannu. I didn't expect that they would re-establish a country and come here to kill people!"

Shi Bowen said proudly: "But you can rest assured, brother. The Jin Kingdom has been destroyed by our Ming Dynasty."

"I came here to hunt down the remnants of the Jiannu royal family."

Although he was only a small flag officer, he now represented the Ming Dynasty and could not bring disgrace to the Ming Dynasty, so he specifically called himself "this official".

As soon as these words were spoken, the man immediately became respectful and bowed to Shi Bowen.

"I am Zhao Huchen, the 23rd generation grandson of Emperor Taizu of the Song Dynasty. I would like to express my gratitude to the Ming Dynasty and Brother Shi for helping me destroy the Jin Dynasty."

Although Zhao Huchen was grateful, he still had a sense of arrogance in his bones and refused to call Shi Bowen "Sir", so he just called him Brother Shi.

Shi Bowen was very surprised and quickly helped him up.

"The Jian Nu have always been a great threat to the Han people. It is the right thing for the Ming Dynasty to do to eliminate them. Brother Zhao, there is no need to do this."

"Brother Shi, let's go! Let's go to a certain village and sit down. After I have given you guys a warm welcome, we will hunt down the golden dog together!"

As Zhao Huchen said this, he pulled Shi Bowen's arm and walked together.

Seeing this, the others put away their weapons and followed.

The barbarians wearing feathers on their heads followed suit and howled with excitement.

Shi Bowen looked at them and then at Zhao Huchen.

Curiously asked: "Brother Zhao, are they the natives of Yani's country?"

Zhao Huchen couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

"They have lived on this land for too long and can no longer make the same sounds as before."

"What kind of Yani is this......"

"What they said was actually just one word."

Shi Bowen was very curious: "What word?"

Zhao Huchen: "Yin!"

When those so-called barbarians heard him make this sound, they couldn't help but get excited and started shouting.

"Yani-an! Yani-an! Yani-an..."

Chapter 473 Damn Him!

Shi Bowen was stunned when he heard what Zhao Huchen said.

"Yin? What does Yin mean? Yin and Yang?"

Zhao Huchen smiled slightly: "The black bird of destiny descended to give birth to the Shang Dynasty. The Yin they are talking about is the Yin of the Shang Dynasty."

When Shi Bowen heard this, he was shocked by what he realized.

"You wouldn't say they are descendants of the Shang Dynasty!"

Zhao Huchen nodded: "Yes, they are the descendants of the Shang Dynasty survivors."

Shi Bowen widened his eyes in disbelief.

"How...how is this possible? The Shang Dynasty has been gone for more than 2,000 years, and there is still a group of remnants thousands of miles away. It's unbelievable!"

Du Sha, who was standing by, looked at Shi Bowen's surprised expression and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

They are just some barbarians, no match for our Tungus people, why are you so shocked...

In fact, he himself was a northern barbarian relative to the Central Plains, so how could he know the historical origins of the Central Plains civilization?

But Zhao Huchen continued, "In fact, when my father told me about this, I was as shocked as you."

"In fact, when we Song people came to America from Lu Song, we lived with them for more than ten years before we understood their language and origins."

The more Shi Bowen listened, the more he became addicted: "Then I wonder how their ancestors came here from the Shang Dynasty?"

Zhao Huchen was also very patient and continued talking while leading the way.

"At that time, King Zhou of Shang sent Youxi Hou to conquer the four directions of the Dongyi in the east. Before the campaign was over, King Wu attacked King Zhou, and King Zhou died in Lutai."

"Youxi Hou knew that the Shang Dynasty was doomed and powerless, and refused to surrender to Zhou, so he led an army of 150,000 and surrounded tens of thousands of people from Linfang and Renfang in the four directions of Dongyi, and fled to the east of Dongyi."

"It just so happened that Yinxia, ​​uh... the Yanian Gorge you mentioned, froze over, so more than 200,000 survivors of the Shang Dynasty crossed the ice cap and came to America."

As Zhao Huchen spoke, he couldn't help but look up at the falling snow and continued.

"It's just that the winters in this area are extremely cold. Countless people have died of freezing and starvation along the way. After crossing the ice sheet, less than 100,000 people have survived."

Upon hearing this, Shi Bowen couldn't help but sigh, letting his mind calm down a little before continuing to ask.

"Then Brother Zhao, how did you get here?"

"I know that you, Lu Song, were originally in Southeast Asia, and I also heard that Emperor Jiajing sent troops to help you, Lu Song, defeat the Portuguese in Brazil, South America!"

"According to what you said, this should be North America. Why did you come so far?"

When Zhao Huchen heard this, he couldn't help but show deep regret in his eyes.

"As for the affairs of Brazil, I also heard about them from several Ming people who came here. That's all for later."

"That was during the Yuan and Mongolian periods. My ancestor and other Song people came to South America and learned from the remnants of the Yin people that they could cross the ice sheet from the Yin Gorge and return to the Central Plains in winter. They were all very happy."

As he spoke, he scooped up a handful of snow from the ground, rubbed his face, and continued:

"So, Liezu led thousands of Song people all the way north and finally arrived at Yinxia."

"When the ice formed in winter, the women and children were left behind, and the strong men formed a team of 1,000 people, crossed the Yin Gorge, and returned to the Song Dynasty."

He finally let out a long sigh.

"They never returned. After my Tianzu came of age, they sent people to cross Yin Gorge again."

"When we got there, we found that the Dog Country on the other side was already garrisoned by Yuan troops, and there were hundreds of defensive ships."

"My Tianzu and his men suffered heavy casualties, and only a few dozen of them returned."

"From then on, no one crossed the Yin Gorge."

After listening to this, Shi Bowen remained silent for a long time.

This story is so long, so exciting, and so tragic.

What he felt at this moment was as if his heart was burned by strong liquor, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

After he recovered, he patted Zhao Huchen on the shoulder and said sincerely:

"It's all over, Brother Zhao, it's all over!"

"Now the other side of Yinxia is all the territory of our Ming Dynasty."

"The people of Ming and Song are all Han people, from the same lineage, and can come back at any time."

"I believe that the people of the Ming Dynasty will also welcome you home very much."

Hearing this, Zhao Huchen's heart was moved and his eyes suddenly became moist.

"Go...go home! Good home! Hahahaha..."