Han Hai Tang Ergui

Chapter 876 Disobedient?Then let God of War Garan eat you
The Buddha Observation Terrace is the first place to welcome the sunrise in this bay, but it is not simply a viewing platform, but a religious place.

The reason why it is called the Buddha Viewing Platform is because every morning, when the sun rises slowly from the end of the mountains and seas in the distance, the sea water in the distance below the platform is shining with golden light, as if it is illuminated by the light of Buddha.

Fa Bian walked up to the Buddha Watching Platform slowly. On the wide platform, Yanshou and several others stood side by side at the end of the platform, with a dozen or twenty strong men scattered on both sides.

Sure enough, these people looked similar to Yanshou, and they also wore very gorgeous and strong clothes.

Uh, for the convenience of navigation, everyone did not tie their hair, but all made monk heads, which is the size of later generations.

Fa Bian hesitated for a moment, because he found that if he led people to walk over like this, the twenty life-extending clansmen would be able to surround him.

But soon, Fa Bian laughed, he had 300 people, and there were only 20 people on the other side.

Did 20 people surround 300 people?
"When the warship is built, I will definitely kill all of you monsters from the bottom of the sea!" Fa Bian walked towards Monk Yanshou with a smile, but muttered softly in his mouth.

Well, this idiot always thought that Monk Yanshou was a ghost from the bottom of the sea.

Because he sent people to go to sea far, far away to investigate. Except for their living place, there are no islands or land in the west at all, so these people can only come from the bottom of the sea.

"Master, disciple Dharma has returned, and we attacked two towns of villains who refused to convert to my Buddha.

When I came back this time, I wanted the master to prepare food and grass for 3000 disciples for three months, so that our territory would be bigger and the will of my Buddha could be spread farther. "

Fabian spoke these words in Chinese, no different from a real Central Plains person, even with a little Wuyue accent from Monk Yanshou.

And it seems that Monk Yanshou is not only the master of Fabian, but also the chief logistics officer of this fledgling military empire.

"It's a pity, it's a pity." Zhao Hutou looked at the tall and strong long-faced barbarian leader in front of him, and said with some regret.

It's really a pity that he was able to learn Chinese so quickly, and he was still a local aborigine leader. If he could be more disciplined, he would be a very good assistant, but at this time, he was about to be killed by himself.

Before the cold words fell, Zhao Hutou took out a stringed wooden single crossbow from behind him suddenly, without any hesitation, he immediately pulled the trigger, and at the same time pulled the monk Yanshou to the ground. behind.

However, Fa Bian was worthy of being a hero among the natives. As soon as Zhao Hutou moved his hand, he felt threatened. When the wooden single crossbow was aimed at him, he dodged behind the guards around him.

'Puff! 'The unlucky guard didn't understand what was going on, and was directly pierced through the chest and abdomen, his lungs immediately began to leak air, and his mouth was panting violently like a bellows.

"It's really a pity!" Zhao Hutou cried out regretfully.

He threw away the wooden single crossbow in his hand, and quickly formed a combat team with four soldiers around him who were also from Regret Mountain Capital. With two long spears, one seedling knife, and two long bows, he immediately started killing.

Fa Bian only felt that the anger rushed to the top of his head in an instant, he was very angry, he had 300 people!
He is also the most powerful warrior among the [-] tribes. There are only about [-] of these people. How dare they come to kill him? This is a blatant insult.

'choke! Fa Bian pulled out the bronze sword from his waist. This sword was obtained after he killed a nobleman from the south, and it was extremely sharp.

Holding it, Fabian cut off many enemies' weapons and killed many warriors from other tribes. It was the strongest and sharpest magic weapon he knew.

Among the aborigines, this tribal lord, who was already quite wise, gave a loud shout, raised his bronze sword high, and stabbed at the guy he hated who shot with a strange big bow.

Fabian seemed to have seen the end of this person, the long sword in his hand would be cut off by himself, and then his body would be pierced.

'Ding! With a crisp sound, a long sword was indeed cut off, but it was not the Miao Dao in Zhao Hutou's hand, but the bronze sword in Fabian's hand.

What a joke, when a bronze weapon encounters this kind of high-carbon steel seedling knife produced by Tiangongyuan, which is made by folding and forging, what is the difference between it and dead wood!
With a flash of white light, blood gushed out of Fabian's chest, but he reacted very quickly, and immediately chose to back away when the bronze sword was cut off, avoiding being directly gutted by Zhao Hu's head.

At the same time, he quickly disappeared into the crowd, making Zhao Hu, who wanted to continue beheading him, quickly lose his target.

A tall and strong barbarian let out a loud cry, and slammed the huge stone ax in his hand on the chest of a soldier. With a bang, the sharpened blade of the stone ax was shattered.

The soldier wore a diamond mask on his face, snorted indifferently, swung out the lighter bone in his hand, and smashed the barbarian's head with a hammer.

Zhao Siwan yelled wildly, and led three beggars who were wearing double-layer armor like him, and plunged into the crowd, and then swung the Miao Dao and started slashing.

The two layers of armor ensure that they will basically not be harmed. The bronze swords, stone axes, and wooden spears of the natives can be completely ignored. Even a stone hammer can hardly pose a threat to Zhao Siwan, who is wearing a cotton armor lined with ring armor.

At the same time, the Miao Dao, which was not very effective against soldiers in the Central Plains, has become a big killer at this time. The blade is long enough, the lethality is strong enough, and at the same time, it is lighter than the Mo Dao.

With a swing, there was a rain of blood and screams.

This usage was summed up in hundreds of large and small battles by the Eastern Expeditionary Corps under the command of Murong Nobunaga.

Because of the enemies outside the Central Plains, it is difficult to achieve such an abnormally high armor rate of the Central Plains warriors, let alone the average weight of [-] to [-] kilograms of armor and ring lock armor.

Therefore, in the Central Plains, three or four catties (a total of seven or eight catties) of cooked copper maces, iron whips, seven or eight catties of heavy hammers, long Ke axes, mo knives, etc., which are considered standard in the Central Plains, are a bit cumbersome when dealing with barbarians with little armor. .

And a seedling knife with a total weight of about four catties, a long and sharp blade that can be used to cut and hurt, is perfect.

This is also the reason why the samurai sword was popular in Japan in history. It is not a decisive battle with armor and guns, but a general village battle. The samurai sword similar to the Miao sword is not low in lethality, but it is lighter and more efficient.

Zhao Siwan and the other three have brought Miao Dao's efficiency to the extreme at this moment.

Back machete style, push bayonet style, oblique cut, lift up, turn and chop, lunge push knife, lunge bayonet, the eight Miao knife style created by Zhang Zhao are fully displayed, which is pleasing to the eye and full of power.

The wooden spears of the barbarians on the Buddha Watching Platform are only as long as the Miao Dao, while the stone hammers and axes are much shorter, which is no advantage at all.

For a moment, the blade was as bright as white practice, and whenever it touched, the weapon would be broken in two, and the person would be gutted if touched.

The three of Zhao Siwan were like gods descending to earth, and just one of them could control a circle with a diameter of seven or eight meters, chopping the barbarian back and forth continuously.

And on the Buddha statue in the middle of the Buddhist viewing platform, Helian Hailong and two Tuyuhun sharpshooters were shooting left and right from a high place.

They didn't shoot at everyone, they only shot at the strongest ones, and accurately eliminated the warriors in the crowd, and quickly shot down a large area.

In this way, although there are only 23 people, there are people oppressing from all directions.

The five members of Zhao Hutou formed an extremely lethal commando, and the three of Zhao Siwan looked like the Monkey King who got into the belly of a monster, and there were three sharpshooters shooting in the sky.

If they were facing the elite Forbidden Army of Southern Tang and Mengshu, no matter how ingenious the arrangements of the 23 people were, they would be dead.

But what they are facing now is the barbarians who are still in the early days of the slave society and cannot even skillfully smelt bronzes.

For these barbarians, these armored soldiers from the Great Zhou Dynasty are too scary. It's like encountering a skeleton-level boss just after leaving Xinshou Village.

Under this terrifying pressure, especially when they already had some belief that Zhao Hutou was the envoy of God, the psychological defense of the aborigines quickly collapsed.

Many people were directly squeezed off the Buddha viewing platform, and some of them mustered up the courage to fight, but they died soon.

After a quick and violent beating, most of the people were basically left with desperate roars and howls, just like a single bison being targeted by a tiger, only the wailing of fear remained.

The screams caught the attention of the people in Shanhaibao. This small town with only over 1000 people, but able to radiate 8000 to 3000 people around, quickly poured in at least [-] to [-] people from all directions.

They poured into the stairs of the Buddha Watching Platform with various wooden and stone agricultural tools and weapons, and then they were stopped.

Those who stopped them were not others, but the monks under the monk Yanshou.

The monks took out their treasured black clothes, because this tribe has no weaving technology, and of course there is no mulberry, so the monks generally wear animal skin clothes like the locals, and treasure the black clothes.

The chief disciple of Yanshou, Monk Fayan, was at the front. He was wearing a sea blue that looked extremely majestic and precious on this continent, and he led his juniors to line up, chanting the Buddha's name.

In the very rhythmic and majestic chanting of the Sutra of Calamity and Calamity, although more and more native tribes came, no one dared to go beyond the monks to help Fa Bian and others.

Instead, they didn't know who was leading the way. They slowly put down their farming tools and sticks, began to sit cross-legged, and then chanted the scriptures devoutly.

Although this Fabian is considered a hero, he can escape from the control of religion and lead the most fierce warriors in the tribe to stand on his own, and he can even reverse the army of the monk who prolongs life.

But these ordinary aborigines don't have this ability. On the contrary, they can clearly feel that life in the tribe has become better since the arrival of longevity extension.

They learned to farm, to drive a big boat to fish, and to cure headaches and headaches. Almost everyone has a house. Although it is dilapidated, it is much better than living in a tree.

Thinking of this, almost everyone lowered their heads, as if the screams in the distance were just hallucinations, and some pious people even chanted the scriptures once, and then bowed down.

Monk Fayan's brow was sweating. If these barbarians were to be killed, the twenty or so of them would have to go see the Buddha!Went to see the sky.

But seeing that these barbarians were restrained, Monk Fa Yan became more courageous. He flicked his sleeves lightly, pretending to be filled with righteous indignation, and shouted loudly in the native dialect:

"Fabian violated the will of the Supreme Heaven and disrespected the envoys sent by the Supreme Heaven. This is a capital crime, so they will be thrown into the [-]th hell by the envoys and will be tortured forever.

Where are the disciples of Siming Mountain Academy?Quickly lead the young children who are in the sky to the big school field! "

The Siming Mountain Academy was founded by the monk Yanshou to teach the Chinese language of the wise among the aborigines.

If it wasn't for Fa Bian's sudden rise, these Siming Mountain Academy disciples would be Monk Yanshou controlling the backbone of the tribe.

The situation was completely brought under control. Amidst the sound of chanting the scriptures, the indigenous believers prostrated one by one, and then they were taken away by the disciples of Siming Mountain Academy, and went to the huge big campus in the center of the town.

Everything is so magical and weird. On the one hand, there are screams that shake the sky, and on the other hand, people are praying devoutly. The screams and the sound of chanting scriptures are separated by twenty monks, but they seem to be in two worlds.

On the Buddhist altar, the killing has reached the final stage. The 23 soldiers who have passed the test of the deep water are still invulnerable and have explosive damage. They are not something that Fabian's natives can fight against.

Their only choice is to unite as one and rush forward regardless of casualties, and use the advantage of their numbers to push the soldiers to the ground.

However, they are just a group of natives who are close to the Bronze Age, like savages, how can they have such consciousness and spirit.

The so-called warriors lost their fighting spirit under the threat of death and the religious majesty of the envoy.

Zhao Siwan picked up a gray wolf hat, and used the wolf fur on it to wipe off the blood stains on Miao Dao's blade.

He didn't care at all how many people he killed just now, he only knew that no one would dare to stand up now.

A little disappointed, because Fa Bian did not show the bravery of a tribal hero. He hid in the crowd and threw the gray wolf head cap off the cliff of the Buddhist altar, hoping to be among the kowtowing crowd without being discovered.

But this was just a delusion, Zhao Siwan quickly found him in the crowd, just as Fa Bian was about to resist, a sharp pain came from his shoulders.

Zhao Siwan pulled and pulled skillfully, dislocating his shoulders on both sides.

Afterwards, Zhao Siwan, who was nearly two meters tall, held Fabian under his arm like he was carrying a chicken, and then walked towards the big school field of Shanhaibao.

The big school yard was already crowded with people, and the aborigines imitated the posture of the Han people and knelt and sat in a circle around the center of the school yard.

There was a sound of exclamation from frogs, because the natives saw Zhao Siwanhun, who was covered in blood, nearly two meters tall, and wearing a fiery red cotton armor, easily tossed the brave and invincible Fabian Tilante in their hearts, like throwing livestock, Throw it to the center of the big school field.

As soon as Fa Bian touched the ground, his legs felt as if they had been fitted with springs, and they jumped up into the air and wanted to run.

But Zhao Siwan was faster than him, at the moment Fabian's legs flew into the air, he pulled out the bone from his waist and swept it swiftly.

Accompanied by Fa Bian's earth-shattering scream, there was the sound of the kneecap completely shattering, and Zhao Siwan's bone directly smashed into his knee.

"Want to run?" Zhao Da Ogre's mouth spewed out, as if it was Yin Qi from the underworld, and a crazy smile appeared on his face.

"For you, a certain family has not eaten since yesterday, how could it let you run away?"

Fabian struggled violently, because cannibalism was not so rare in these tribes before Monk Yanshou arrived, and he knew what this sentence meant.

Zhao Siwan brought Fa Bian back to the center of the university field, and very skillfully cut his two wrists lightly, accurately cutting the arteries in the wrists, and blood spurted out.

Fabian was shocked. Although his right knee was broken and his arms were dislocated, he still struggled violently.

But the more he struggled, the faster the blood flow remained, and after a while, he began to feel dizzy, his breathing quickened, and he began to lose strength.

Only at this time did Fa Bian feel the real fear. He wanted to beg for mercy, but Zhao Siwan quickly had Fa Bian's mouth blocked.

The long dagger cut open the chest, but not much blood gushed out, because it was basically not drained.

The pale Fabian was still twitching, tears were falling silently, his gagged mouth twitched as if he wanted to say something.

"Starting the dissection, the heart, liver, spleen, lung, kidney, and blood vessels must be clearly recorded and sketched.

This is the best opportunity. Within five years, each of you must complete at least one hundred autopsies, comparing the dead, the living, the sick, men and women, old and weak, strong and young.

This kind of thing can't be done in the middle land, but it is common in Dongshengshenzhou. Your records will become the most precious information of the eighteen princes, and will be admired by everyone after thousands of years. "

Zhao Hutou is terrifyingly calm. This is a talent who really grew up in the new era, taught by the emperor himself, and has a talent beyond the vision of this era.

For example, anatomy was proposed by the emperor. The foundation was laid by Zhang Shibalang, who was known as the judge of the [-]th floor of hell. He almost frightened Han Xizai out of his insanity. For the times, it is an incomparably terrifying study.

This side is doing anatomical research, and after the research is completed, it is directly thrown to Zhao Siwan.

Zhao Siwan took the two remaining beggars Khorne Damo, took the objects, put them on the branches, roasted them for a while, added a little salt, and began to feast on them.

While eating, they also held up the green and green bile wine and drank several large bowls of him.

A gust of wind blew, and the surrounding natives were all shivering with fright.

They have seen cannibalism before. He eats while researching. He just eats it directly. They haven't seen it much.

I don't know how long it took, when all the natives felt as if they had passed through such a long life, Zhao Siwan stood up, and together with Yanshou, he led the crowd to greet Master Cixian to the center of the large school grounds.

Master Cixian couldn't see the deformed body, and said coldly: "Your ancestors were originally innocent sons, but because they committed sins, they were exiled to Dongshengshenzhou.

Fabian deceived you, so the supreme god of war Jialan will eat him, so that he can never be reincarnated.

And you, only by showing the most devout side can you be redeemed! "

. . . . .

In the 11th year of Shaoming, 956 AD, Zhao Hutou is also a little unclear about the specific months.

He only knew that this was the third month since they solved the law change, gathered the warriors in the tribe, and marched southeast.

And the experience and knowledge of these three months made Zhao Hutou more certain that there was a rather strong civilization in the southwest.

But Zhao Hutou overturned the inference that they could be comparable to the Xia Dynasty, because various clues showed that that powerful civilization could only smelt very rough copperware.

Not to mention the big tripod, they couldn't even make long and straight weapons well, but their agriculture was of a certain level, at least much better than the tribe they conquered, but it couldn't be compared with the Xia Dynasty.

"Let's build a new city here. The supply line is too long. We should find out the specific situation before choosing whether to attack or make friends." Zhao Hu said to Zhao Siwan and Monk Fa Yan behind him.

Zhao Siwan nodded, pointed to a large island in the lake in the distance and said: "It is indeed very far away, at least fifteen hundred miles away from Shanhaibao, this is the limit we can control.

Let's build a city on the island in the lake. After the [-]-material ship of Shanhaibao is built, all the barbarians here can be swept away. "

Zhao Hutou's face showed uncontrollable excitement. In his eyes, Dongshengshenzhou was not a wild place, but a promised land that the heavens had proposed to the people of the Central Plains.

The Supreme Heaven has personally said that the future prosperity of this place will not be inferior to that of Middle Earth.

"Since these barbarians are the descendants of the Yin people who migrated to the east, let's call them Dongren. That city will be called Xinye City after the capital of the Yin and Shang Dynasties!"

. . . .

The spring is warm and flowers are blooming, and several months have passed. When Xinye City began to take shape, a news reached the ears of Zhao Hutou and others.

It is said that in the powerful civilization in the southeast, a terrible epidemic occurred. The whole body of the living people rotted and had sores, and the poison penetrated into the bone marrow. They were blind and rotten like evil spirits.

Zhao Hutou and the monk Yanshou who rushed over looked at each other, and the eyes were not panic but surprise and admiration.

Then Zhao Hutou prostrated himself to the west devoutly, "The rotten sore on red bayberry must be the rotten sore on red bayberry that the sage said!"

(The descriptions of the early indigenous peoples in Mexico in the next chapter are all based on the author’s conjectures, just take a look. This data is too little and has been destroyed by the colonists, so there are more contradictions. Tigers can only Guessing and making up.)
　Why do some book friends say that I want a eunuch? (Laughing and crying) This book is not coming to a climax, but it is about to end. Tiger has to prepare a new book first, and then update it. I try to update it every day, and guarantee that it will be updated every three days.

　　
　
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