At this time, even if Han Du was unwilling, he had to admit that he was indeed pursuing the wrong one.
Han Du stood on the bow of the ship, looking at the land getting closer and closer in the distance, feeling sad in his heart.
"It's a mistake to pursue the wrong person. You are not a fairy. You can do calculations. On this vast sea, chasing the wrong direction is simply a normal thing." Unlike Han Du's dejected expression, Tang He was very Think about it.
When Tang He said this, Han Du felt a little better. Indeed, in this era there is no satellite positioning, and even maps are not accurate, so it is reasonable for me to pursue the wrong direction.
All I can say is that those people are lucky.
"Is Luzon ahead?" Tang He couldn't help but look up and saw a black patch of black between the sea and the sky in the distance.
"It should be," Han Du nodded, picked up the telescope and took a look, "There is nothing wrong with our course. If nothing else happens, Luzon is ahead."
Tang He also picked up the telescope and after looking at it for a while, he praised: "This is also a good place."
In Tanghe's eyes, any place with dense vegetation is a good place. In fact, this is not wrong. Since the vegetation is lush, it at least means that there is abundant rain here. Where vegetation can grow well, food harvests will certainly not be bad.
"What should we do now?" Tang He asked casually, looking at the earth in the distance. Going out with Han Du this time seemed to Tang He to be his most correct choice. Let people see with their own eyes that overseas is not the barbaric land described in the book. It is also a good place and a warm land.
"Let's dock and rest for a while. We need to replenish some fresh water." Han Du said calmly, "Then check to see if there is anyone nearby and try to see if we can find any clues as to whether there are ships passing by."
In this regard, Han Du has given up hope. Even if there were people here and everyone didn't understand each other, it would be difficult to find out if any ships were passing by. This is just Han Du's thought, which is better than nothing.
Mara Island, more than a hundred years ago, Han people came across the sea and settled here. After more than a hundred years of development, it has grown from a few thousand people to more than 10,000 people.
Unfortunately, compared with the indigenous people here, they are still a minority.
But after all, these people have seen the prosperity of the Central Plains. In terms of intelligence and knowledge, they are simply not comparable to the aborigines. Therefore, in just over a hundred years, these Han people have occupied all the profitable businesses here. Occupying a large amount of mines and land, the indigenous people only assigned these people to work as coolies.
However, the situation began to change more than ten days ago. A message came out from nowhere that mining was blasphemous.
Gods have the supreme status in the hearts of aborigines, whether they are sea gods, sea gods, river gods, mountain gods, stone gods...
And mining ore is said to be a blasphemy to the mountain god.
As soon as these words came out, the indigenous people who were originally very dissatisfied with the Han people occupying all the land were like dry firewood ignited by sparks. The surging hatred and anger that had been suppressed for a long time burst out like a landslide and tsunami.
In an instant, the scimitar that was supposed to be cutting at the miscellaneous trees was instead cutting at the flesh and blood of the Han people. The aborigines who were supposed to be digging for ore in the mines, like the tide against the current, easily broke through the mine fences and the gates of the Han houses. What followed was the man's angry shouts of being violent but the woman was screaming, and the child's cry stopped abruptly.
In just over ten days, just over ten days, the Han people's centuries-old foundation was destroyed in such a short period of time.
The remaining people ran away in a hurry, but where could they escape on this island?
Once a person shows his bloodthirsty fangs, he is no longer a person, but a beast controlled by greed. The greed in the hearts of the indigenous people was ignited into a blazing flame, which spread across the island at a rapid speed.
However, in a short period of time, all the Han people were forced to the seaside. There are several thousand Han people left, including men and women, old and young, but no matter who they are, they all have despair on their faces.
Countless aborigines surrounded them on a beach. Now there were only two ways left for the Han people. One was to go forward and be hacked to death by the aborigines, or the other was to retreat until they were flooded by the sea. die.
The surrounding aboriginal people were no longer anxious at this time. With a cat-and-mouse attitude and a cruel smile on their faces, they slowly pressed towards the crowd. The purpose is most obvious, it is to see these people struggling desperately but unable to do anything.
Looking at the murderers who kept pressing forward, an old man couldn't help but raise his head and roar in sorrow, "God, do you have to destroy my Chinese clothes?"
The old man wailed in pain, and the people around him felt the same and couldn't help crying. However, their cries did not arouse the sympathy of the aborigines at all. On the contrary, their pain inspired the aborigines' happy mood even more.
The cruel and bloodthirsty laughter suddenly became louder and enveloped the entire beach.
"Grandpa, what is that?" The child, who was hugged by the old man, didn't know that the disaster was about to happen, and curiously pointed behind the old man.
In despair, the old man subconsciously turned his head and glanced behind him.
This glance immediately stunned the old man.
"Grandpa, what is that? It's shiny and pretty." The shadow of a bright golden dragon flag seemed to be fluttering in the child's clear pupils.
"Dragon, it's a dragon, a golden dragon!" The old man's voice became more and more frequent, and at the best, he even roared with joy, as if all his strength was not enough to express his current excitement.
"It's Long Qi, there are people in Zhongyuan, we can be saved!"
The old man's strange behavior immediately attracted the attention of many people, and everyone turned and looked behind them. I don't know when, three giant beasts as big as mountains crawled from the depths of the sea.
"Old man, what is this?" someone he didn't recognize asked.
"Warship, this is a warship from the Central Plains. We are saved."
The elder's prestige convinced everyone of his words, and they immediately cheered when they heard that they and others were saved.
Seeing the ant that was about to be crushed to death, the aborigines suddenly burst into cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami, and the aboriginal people's faces turned ugly. They also saw the giant beasts coming from the sea, even before the Han people. This giant beast is indeed oppressive and scary. But when they saw the huge beast stopped on the seashore, they thought it could not reach the shore. Since they can't run to the ground, what do they have to be afraid of?
