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Chapter 164 What a beautiful scenery

"Your Majesty, what do you think?"

Du Ruhui looked at Li Shimin with obsession and did not stubbornly want to reverse Li Shimin's intentions.

Wei Zheng is just an alternative, and Du Ruhui will never become Wei Zheng.

Li Shimin looked at Du Ruhui and said seriously: "I have heard of myths and legends in Fusang, such as the Yin Fubu tribe's "Ying Fu Heaven" and the Ma Inca tribe's "The Undefeated God of War". I have heard a lot of legends like this, not just the Yin Fubu people!"

Du Ruhui was a little amused and crying, although they were propaganda to the outside world that these Aztecs were survivors of the Shang Dynasty and had common ancestors with the Tang people of the Fusang Tang Dynasty.

However, in fact, this is only due to political needs. Perhaps this race has some commonalities, but it is just a coincidence. The concept of wheels appeared in the Chinese civilization as early as the Xia Dynasty. During the Shang Dynasty, wheels had become the hollow shape of later generations, rather than solid wood.

However, not only can there be no vehicles in the entire Fusang continent, but the traffic is basically driven by running, and there is no common feature of weapons and equipment. Especially military weaving, the military weaving in China had already been released in the Xia and Shang dynasties.

According to the records of "Wang Zuo's third division right, middle, and left" recorded in the oracle of the Wuyi period, the entire Shang Dynasty army was divided into three divisions, and the organization below the division was brigade, with one division of the third brigade.

There are nearly one thousand people in the three major brigades.

From an archaeological perspective, the grassroots organization is a bundle of ten, that is, ten people are a spear team. This is accompanied by the five people from later generations, so why is the organization of ten people inherited?

Even in the Song and Ming dynasties, the army still had this path, and it was always in its own way. It was just a different name. However, the Aztec Empire was in a twenty-decimal system, with a combat unit composed of four to six teams to perform tasks such as reconnaissance and surprise attacks.

The larger Aztec troops were organized into two hundred, four hundred and eight thousand men, etc. In addition to weaving, there was also a significant gap in equipment.

Although the army of all dynasties in China has high and low technology and different equipment names, it basically never separates any weapon into an army. Even the Modao Army is a joint army of multiple armies composed of light cavalry, crossbowmen, shields, and baggage troops.

This is a fact, but Li Shimin turned a blind eye to it.

He said stubbornly: "What is most trustworthy in this world is coincidence. Through the myths and legends of these tribes, we can know that they are not indigenous peoples of the Fusang continent, but come from a distant place, and this migration path lasts for more than a hundred years. We think they must have come from a road we don't know, wandering all the way."

Du Ruhui was dumbfounded and felt that his brain was not big enough.

"This... this makes sense? Your Majesty, is this ridiculous? Let's not talk about whether they are survivors of the Shang Dynasty. Even if there are, they are ancient ancestors at least 1,66 years ago. It is credible that he can organize an army to compete with the Zhou Dynasty. After all, he has such ability. But you say that after the war failed, he led some people out of the Central Plains and ran to the Fusang Continent Star tens of thousands of miles away... Isn't this a joke? You know, until now, we still do not have the ability to send 250,000 people to the Central Plains at one time!"

Li Shimin smiled and said, "It's incredible?"

Du Ruhui nodded and said, "Yes, incredible, unimaginable!"

Li Shimin looked at Du Ruhui and said solemnly: "Then you should have read the "Shan Hai Jing"? Based on our terrain on the Fusang continent, do you still think this is an absurd novel of strangeness?"

Du Ruhui was silent. He originally thought that "Shan Hai Jing" was a bizarre legend, but at least he believed it firmly before he came to Fusang.

However, as recorded in the "Dongshan Jing", the basics are consistent in the Fusang continent, and most plants and animals can be found.

Li Shimin said: "If the legend cannot prove anything, but are the "Shan Hai Jing" all fake? At least a thousand years ago, someone must have come to the Fusang continent. More than a thousand years ago, it is absolutely impossible to cross the sea because the ocean's ability is completely insufficient!"

In fact, Li Shimin Xinghao did not see the epic of India, otherwise he would have been shocked.

"It spits fire, but it has no smoke and is powerful. In an instant, the wind blows, the clouds and mists tumbling, and the sun seems to shake in the air. A lot of dust and sand are thrown down.

"The earth was burned and kept shaking, the elephant herd was burned by high temperature, and other animals fell to the ground and died. The flames rolled, and the trees fell in rows like forest fires. The dense tongues of flames kept falling from all directions like heavy rain, and thousands of chariots were destroyed."

"The bodies of the dead were burned to pieces by the terrible heat, like charred tree trunks. We have never seen such a terrible weapon before."

"Gurkha flew quickly in his "Vimana" (a kind of aircraft), throwing a projectile full of the power of the universe at the three cities of the Virishni and Andaga tribes. A wisp of white smoke rose from the ground, and the light was like ten thousand suns. This secret weapon, called "Iron Pili", turned all the enemies into ashes, burned the bodies to the point where they could not be identified, their hair and nails fell off, and their food was poisoned. The soldiers jumped into the stream and washed themselves and their own equipment."

"The sky is full of strange lights and the Holy Spirit shows its power; only a thousand suns can compete with it... I am the god of death, the destroyer of the world."

A thousand years ago, people would think it was absurd when they saw this record, because there would never be such weapons in the world. A hundred years ago, people would not believe it, but now? Doesn’t it feel a bit familiar?

Of course, Li Shimin's focus is to collect these myths and legends.

As the saying goes, there is nothing difficult in the world, I am afraid of those who are interested. In Li Shimin's search, he finally found a very critical word bridge in myth.

A bold and crazy assumption slowly formed in Li Shimin's mind.

In ancient times, some people went from Central Plains to Fusang along the mainland.

In order to verify this hypothesis, Li Shimin ordered General Mingwei Cheng Chusi and General Ningyuan Lei Yongxiang to lead a Zhechong Mansion, with more than 1,500 people along the northwest road to explore and advance towards the Central Plains.

...

Just as Li Shimin was exploring the so-called "sky bridge", the originally silent Liaodong suddenly turned into a crater.

With the withdrawal of the elite Goguryeo troops, Li Shiji, the general of Andong of the Tang Dynasty, finally began to take action.

On the vast Liaodong grassland, in the endless frozen world, in the coniferous forests, and in the vast snowy land, the earth shook, and teams of Tang cavalry wearing white cloaks began to move towards their targets.

The Tang army crossed the actual control line without any consideration and began to infiltrate Goguryeo.

Anshi City Town Guardian, Yang Wanchun, the northern mattress of Goguryeo, stood on the top of the city, looking northwest, and couldn't help but take a breath.

Located in front of a military camp about 500 steps northwest of Anshi City, densely packed Tang cavalry appeared. These Tang cavalry soldiers were holding something similar to a meteor hammer in their hands and were shaking them in their hands.

With a command, thousands of meteor hammers flew towards this small military camp.

Meteor hammers hit the walls of the military camp one after another, or fell into the military camp, making crackling sounds.

After only a dozen breaths, these Tang cavalry soldiers pulled their bows and shot arrows one after another, and the dense rockets flew towards the military camp like meteors.

When the rocket came into contact with tinder oil, it instantly burned into a huge fire.

The Goguryeo soldiers in the military camp screamed in a scattered manner.

Looking at the military village trapped in the sea of ​​fire, Li Shiji, who was riding on the horse, couldn't help but exclaim: "What a beautiful scenery!"

If there is a satellite map at this time, you will definitely find many scenes similar to such military camps.

On the first day of the Tang army advancing towards Goguryeo, more than one hundred military camps were destroyed by Tang army soldiers in this barbaric way.

Li Shiji's method was very direct, and he didn't move the strong city at all, but just picked the persimmons and pinched them with soft pinches.

At this time, Yang Wanchun from Angao City was as big as a fight, asking for help everywhere, and bad news everywhere.

Yang Wanchun commanded more than 40,000 elite troops, but he did not dare to move.

Li Shiji clearly wanted to surround the site to fight for help, and going out of the city would definitely lead to death.
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