When Jiang Tian flashed into another Haidong time and space again, You Zi was still vaguely recalling the charming and unrestrained feeling from Shen's last moments when she completely let go of her body and mind. However, he discovered that he was not in the Valley Villa outside Zhongyuan Capital, but near Jinhaijing further south.
And in the distance, there is Luojing Port on the seaside. It was also the place where the Xingtai troops led by Xiao Yuanlianer fought against the Fuso coalition forces who retreated to the seaside. Jiang Tian did not directly intervene in this battle, but only provided the defense situation and tried to block the waterway.
Therefore, the tens of thousands of Fuso Allied Forces who were trapped here died or surrendered, and many times the number of civilians and their families gathered here became prisoners of the Haidong Taiwan Army. However, after a few years, in Luojing Port, sails and ships gathered once again, and they were practicing amid the sound of drums and trumpets.
In the war, Luojing Port, which was almost burned to the ground, was rebuilt into a different look. The ubiquitous earthen walls and thatched roofs, wooden sheds, sentry towers, arrow towers and fences have all been transformed into small, neatly plated buildings made of bricks and stones, forming a new port area.
Just on the stone embankment extending into the sea, there are still more than a dozen towering tower cranes with wooden frames and metal components that clearly do not belong to this era. They rise and fall with the turntables driven by groups of human and animal power, like giants. The throughput hoist carries ship after ship of cargo.
On the large platform that was cleared on the side of the port area, there is a newly built shipyard, where at least thousands of craftsmen and laborers are working with clinking sounds and endless shouts. Therefore, among several large slipways on the shore, warships of varying degrees of completion are already taking shape.
However, the most eye-catching thing is the central part of the shipyard. Under a huge shed set up in the open air, there is a steam engine roaring endlessly, blowing out fireworks, and driving many organs and facilities. Judging from the shape, it is obviously the product of the exchange between Little Round Face and Paulina through different time and space.
Jiang Tian even saw the simple wooden track that extended from the inside of the shipyard to the exclusive trestle on the seaside; dragged by groups of three or two horses, there was a long train of seven or eight large-wheeled trailers connected in parallel, transporting people continuously. . It is in stark contrast to the large slum areas clustered around the perimeter.
The smoke and fire among them, coupled with the rising popularity of thousands of people, even condensed into a low, misty cloud over the Hong Kong city that lingered for a long time. But the most eye-catching thing at the moment is the fleet of ships maneuvering amidst the faint sounds of drums and trumpets on the relatively calm outer sea.
There were several huge building-class ships, a dozen or so ships of the stern class, dozens of battleship-class ships, and more cruisers and yachts, forming two combat fleets with different flags and colors, and they were carrying out battles on the sea. A simulated confrontation drill, the roar of artillery fire and gang fighting resounded for a while.
On the top of a promontory deep into the sea, a large watchtower with a height of six stories has been built; a small round face wearing a purple cloak, a silver-patterned snow fox fur robe and a purple gold crown, is looking at the ministers and generals. Sitting on it among the crowd, using a close mirror to look at the sea from time to time.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Tian did not take the initiative to send a message to disturb her; instead, he just kept moving forward in the virtual state, and finally came to the sea where the fierce battle was endless. However, this look revealed more clues. For example, on these Haidong warships, there were many traces of exotic transformation.
For example, there are rows of side-opening movable gun windows located high on the waterline, and a rotatable central axis gun position on the deck; there is also an obvious mix and match of square sails, longitudinal sails and jibs; On Kehe's yacht, there are also many stubby cannons or large spray guns with long poles.
As for the sailors running on the deck, one-third were equipped with light armor, small shields and swords, and one-third were equipped with leather muskets. It seems that during this period of time, the cross-border exchanges between the Haidong Office and the Sealand Kingdom were very frequent; so much so that even the naval forces rebuilt by the Office had achieved a considerable degree of weaponization.
But from another perspective, the warships in these simulated confrontation exercises are not like a patrolling and defensive naval force; they seem to have undertaken more offensive tasks. In other words, there are no overly powerful external threats or risks of invasion in the Haidong Offshore Sea today.
It even just cut off the long and narrow Liaodong Peninsula from the Liaodong princes as a springboard into the Bohai Sea. If this is the case, why does Haidong Office, which has been resting and recuperating for several years, invest enough resources to build such a large ship and warship with ocean endurance?
However, Jiang Tian quickly found the answer from the details of the fleet; on some smaller plank ships, there were surprisingly many stick-shaped hair buns or tea buns. They were obviously Japanese people from the Fuso clan, although they were shirtless and short. Her crotch was tanned, but she looked particularly energetic.
Then he just watched silently in the void, with his heroic little round face, pointing out the mountains and rivers in front of all his ministers, giving orders with dignity, inspecting and condolencing the navy camp; and even summoned the surrendered Fuso generals, As well as ship owners and traders traveling to and from the Fuso Islands.
Therefore, the final answer is obviously self-evident. However, this was her choice and decision, or she was probably still suffering from it. The aspirations of millions of Haidong soldiers and civilians, Jiang Tian did not feel the need to participate or interfere, as long as he ensured that the little round-faced Just be safe.
Just when Jiang Tian was about to leave and jump back to the time and space of the Tang Dynasty, the faint voice of supplication and prayer suddenly came from his mind, causing his movements to pause again. Jiang Tian carefully distinguished it for a moment before he heard that it was the third marked object originating from this time and space.
The prayers of Koji Seiren, the young mistress of Fuso Himezawa Domain. It just seemed that because the distance was too far and the number of markings was relatively limited; therefore, he could only hear extremely weak and intermittent voices: "Huanghuang Tianzun... Divine Ancestor Weiwei... Sien is like the sea... Swei is like prison... Ze cloth……"
So, the moment Jiang Tian decided to respond to the other party, his field of vision suddenly rose infinitely, all the way to the edge of the sky where the atmosphere had almost disappeared; only then did he see three light spots of different brightness on the vaguely arc-shaped ground plane. Then suddenly sank into one of them...
The next moment, Jiang Tian's thoughts penetrated, and the heavy clouds and whistling frost wind and flying snow descended in a brightly lit palace. Wearing a long skirt with large sleeves, a golden hairpin, a bow and a golden corolla on her head, her sister Lu Qinglian, who was singing a cappella with a bell, suddenly raised her head.
And the witches who were singing and dancing around the central pillar, unaware that their only white gauze skirts were soaked with sweat and so transparent, were still praying in harmony. It wasn't until Jiang Dilue picked her up in the air and tore away the unnecessary obstacles that the witches fell to their knees in shock.
"Do you know what the price of summoning me is?" A voice continued to echo in the void. However, sister Lu Qinglian, her face flushed and angry, pointed her finger at her, and all the girls in the hall gathered together and said: "Look at them, they have all been specially taught..."
The next moment, the next moment, the sword servant Sakiri, who was kneeling beside the door, suddenly instinctively wanted to draw his sword to block something; the white shirt on his upper body instantly burst open, revealing a pair of clothes that were usually covered and suppressed under the clothes with great efforts. But among young girls of the same age, she also has a round and trembling fruit that is rare.
However, when she was panic-stricken, she couldn't help but want to struggle and resist; a look from her sister, Lu Qinglian, stopped her movements immediately. "Zuoqie, do you still remember your oath? Dedicating your body, mind and soul to me and serving the ancestors is of course part of the oath."
A strand of hair fell in front of her amber eyes, dividing her beautiful face like a scar. As a lineage of executioners/human killers, the Yamada family, although feared among commoners and decent people, was just one of the untouchables in the eyes of the nobles and officials.
Their ancestors also came from the Kawagenzaki clan, and their ancestors were descendants of savage mountain people who were defeated and conquered by the Yamato court and became eternally humble. If it were not for these high-ranking nobles in the palace, someone would be required to engage in a despicable job full of filth, and even the capital would not be allowed to enter.
Therefore, the Yamada clan had to sacrifice and devote almost ten generations before they obtained the qualifications to have a surname and family name after the promulgation of Prince Shotoku's "Asuka Speech"; The family has evolved into a family that specializes in beheading criminals.
However, it was not until I met this unique female governor/domestic master among the princes and vassal families, the chief minister of the Grand Palace and the inspector of non-violating envoys in the left and right capitals, that I saw a glimmer of hope for the future generations to escape from their lowly status; For this reason, the Yamada family did not hesitate to pay the price of this generation of young children.
Among them, the family leader's only legitimate daughter, Sakichi, was naturally included; she had already secretly vowed to sacrifice herself and dedicate everything, even if she was to be sacrificed to the unknown existence in the void. Therefore, after a moment of letting go of her body and mind, she became one of the branches of flowers hanging in the air.
At the same time, vague whistling and shouting suddenly came from outside, and then the bolted door outside the palace was also slapped hard, and at the same time, they shouted hurriedly: "Grand Palace Secretary!" "Your Majesty!" The pursuers from Heianjing have arrived several miles away. Please board the ship quickly!"
However, Sister Lu Qingren, whose face was flushed and dripping with sweat, suppressed something and tried her best to respond in a normal voice: "The people in the mountain range and the Guihai guards do not need to panic, and everyone should take their positions and strictly guard the capital of Namba." There will be a turn for the better and changes inside and outside the shrine later on.”
After a while, just outside the old site of Namba Kyo, a large firelight regrouped in the distance and the entire team was completed. They roared to attack and rushed to shoot long arrows in the sky. At the same time, they saw the gate of the shrine suddenly opened without wind, and the sister in a full dress. The small road is green and connected, and the fingers are floating out from it.
In an instant, the rain of arrows flying all over the sky seemed to be frozen by the void, and fell all over the ground in an instant. The wind and snow slowly falling in the sky seemed to be gathered by invisible forces, and quickly formed a translucent tornado visible to the naked eye, roaring in in the blink of an eye.
(End of chapter)
