"Woo, woo..."

At noon the next day, all units of the Model Army had already boarded the ship. In the warm sunshine, Xu Changqing waved his hand and the sound of a powerful swan sounded, and the fleet officially began to return.

Although the various divisions of the Inlaid Red Flag and the Goryeo people had already adapted to the huge fleet of the Model Army at this time, the shock was even more real.

After all, there is mist in the evening and in the morning, and many things are not clear enough. But at this time, it is noon, and the visibility is excellent, so it is impossible to see it clearly.

The countless ships in the Model Army were carefully wrapped in iron sheets, and ordinary broken ice cubes hit it, which had no effect at all, and were crushed away in a moment.

The crisp sounds that made at that time fell into the ears of the people inlaid with red flags and the Goryeo people, almost as if their bones were crushed by the large ship of the Model Army...

It was not until more than an hour later that the fleet of the Model Army gradually disappeared, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did Dong Zhenji realize that at some point, a layer of dense white sweat had already emerged from his body...

If they compete with fleets of the Model Army of this size, do they really have a chance of winning in the Qing Dynasty?

But before he could finish his feelings, Du Du, a personal guard slave, came over and whispered to him a few words. Dong Zhenji laughed at him like a dog.

"hehe."

When this true manchu left, Dong Zhenji couldn't help but sigh and shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He had been chatting with Jin Zidian for half a night last night, but the effect was very little. Even if he went again, what effect would he have?

But the master has already spoken, how could he not do it?

It seems that I won’t think of resting my life during this period.

This also made Dong Zhenji admire Xu Changqing's skill. It was really a flick of his fingers and turned upside down.

He was casual and skillful. The Qing Dynasty was in Goryeo and could not recover for at least three or five months.

...

The next evening, Dorgon received the latest news from Goryeo. While breathing a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but the blue veins surged. He kicked over several chairs one after another, and then he recovered a little.

How could he not understand Xu Changqing's thoughts?

I just don’t want them to live in peace in the Qing Dynasty!

Although Goryeo is irrelevant, it is a signal and a weather vane!

If there is any change in Goryeo, it will soon affect the overall situation of the Qing Dynasty, especially those sloppy Mongolians!

But at this time, even he could only swallow this breath first and comfort the Goryeo people first.

At this time, the Qing Dynasty seemed to occupy half of the country, but in fact it was all a mess left by the Ming Dynasty. Especially the "land enclosure" behavior of many Manchu and Mongolian royals in the capital, the impact was really bad.

Even though there were many Han slaves in the Qing Dynasty, as many Han people fled south, there were no one in many places around the capital, let alone other places.

"Stay calm, keep calm, don't be anxious at this moment! When my Qing Dynasty is stable, Xu Changqing, just wait for me!"

After finally calming down, Dorgon hurriedly recruited slaves of his personal guards and rushed to send a message to the main forces of the three divisions who went to the Central Plains, asking them to stop when they see the situation is right and evacuate in time, so as not to escalate the situation any further.

This is the world of adults. There are too many times when even if their teeth fall out, they can only swallow them into their stomachs first.

...

"Master, there is Pi Island ahead."

The weather has been very good these days, the sun is bright and the wind and waves on the sea are not very heavy.

In addition, it was only early in the twelfth lunar month. After leaving the Datong Riverkou, Xu Changqing did not rush to return, but began to inspect the terrain of this generation in detail.

That morning, the fleet finally arrived at one of the most famous islands in the late Ming Dynasty, adjacent to Gao

The Pi Island in the heart of Li, many of the remaining parts of Dongjiang are also called Dongjiang Island.

On the Haicheng name, the one who guided Xu Changqing was a slave from the Xu family named Xu Si.

When the Dongjiang River was destroyed and they fled to leave Pi Island, he was about to turn twenty years old. At this time, in the blink of an eye, more than twenty years have passed, and he is no longer the boy he used to be. He has been ruined by years and has all his grandsons.

Fortunately, Xu Changqing has risen rapidly in recent years, and their lives have undergone earth-shaking changes, and they no longer have to worry about food, clothing, and safety.

But at this moment, when he saw this most familiar island again, Xu Si still couldn't help but burst into tears, and was so excited that he didn't know why.

Xu Changqing was also a little excited that he couldn't control himself.

This is where his father Xu Huchen certainly fought for, and it was the faith totem of countless Liao people back then!

Xu Changqing was not in a hurry to land on the island, but asked Xu Si to explain while sailing on the island.

The Pi Island is not big, with more than ten miles horizontally and vertically, surrounded by mountains on three sides and steep cliffs on one side. Although the terrain is dangerous, it is obviously not too livable.

At noon, Xu Changqing and his group walked around the north of Pi Island, and slowly came ashore by the abandoned dock of the Dongjiang Army.

The geographical conditions of this wharf are quite good, it is a very warm half-moon bay. Unfortunately, the facilities here have been gone. Many places have left traces of being burned by fire. Even after more than twenty years, the traces of smoke and fire have not been completely erased.

Xu Si couldn't help but sob and explained to Xu Changqing: "Master General, when the Tartars went to the island, they didn't say anything at all. They just burned, killed, looted, and didn't treat us as human beings at all. Poor villagers who had more than 100,000 at that time..."

As Xu Si said, many people around him couldn't help but shed tears.

The Hongniang was already in tears, but seeing Xu Changqing's chest fluctuating, she quickly came back to her senses and said softly: "Master, let's go to Mao Shuai's former residence. You may not be able to do anything else, but you can always kowtow to Mao Shuai..."

As soon as he heard the words of Hong Niang, Xu Changqing became stable and said with a heavy emphasis: "Let's go and worship Mao Shuai first!"

Only then did everyone calm down and move forward quickly.

Mao Wenlong's former residence is not far from the northern pier. On a small hillside, you can vaguely see that many land covered with weeds at this time have traces of being reclaimed.

But these lands are obviously not very good.

Either the sand is powerful or the alkali eroded by sea water is powerful.

How can you imagine it!

Back then, the humble conditions here had to support more than a dozen or even hundreds of thousands of people.

In the early stage of Dongjiang, it was fine when the imperial court subsidies were provided, but in the later stage, Denglai cut off supply...

Xu Changqing couldn't bear to see the ownerless and deserted tombs scattered among the fields.

Soon, the group finally arrived at Mao Wenlong's former residence, but only the humble broken walls were left.

They are not even bricks, tiles and stones, only some burnt remains, and many of them have been buried in the land.

The soldiers hurriedly presented tributes, and the Hongniang personally helped Xu Changqing lit the incense.

Xu Changqing took the incense, lifted her trouser robe, and knelt on the ground.

"Crazy!"

Xu Changqing knelt down, who dared to stand?

A large area of ​​people around him fell to their knees.

Xu Changqing held the incense and closed his eyes, as if time and space were shuttled back to the peak of Dongjiang.

Whether it was Mao Wenlong, Chen Jisheng, his father Xu Huchen, Kong Youde, Geng Jingzhong, Shang Kexi and others, they all dressed brightly here.

But these figures disappeared in the blink of an eye. Xu Changqing seemed to be immersed in the sea of ​​fire in the sky, and there were sometimes unrestrained laughter around him.

This made Xu Changqing's expression suddenly become ferocious.

Suddenly, a warm little hand held Xu Changqing's big hand hard, conveying indescribable warmth.

Xu Changqing suddenly opened his eyes and saw the Hongniang kneeling beside him, looking at him worriedly.

"call."

Xu Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, and then he felt much better, but he only felt like he was "I wish I could be born at the right time"!

How happy would it be if we could fight side by side with heroes like Mao Wenlong?

Xu Changqing couldn't help but remember Mao Wenlong's bold words when he was young. In the unknown tavern in Hangzhou, he was drunk and said boldly: "In this life, I will never stop if I don't have a title!"

Although Mao Wenlong did not fulfill his wish in his youth in the end, his achievements had already reached this standard. It's a pity that fate is so good.

After worshiping Mao Wenlong's former residence, Xu Changqing went to worship Xu Huchen's former residence.

Unfortunately, it is even worse than Mao Wenlong's former residence. The places where Xu Huchen and the middle-level officers lived had long become a "masses pit". Underneath, there are countless names of unknown dead bones full of blood buried...

Xu Changqing thought for a while and continued to worship.

In the end, Xu Changqing had to worship almost the place where the tomb could be seen.

This also led to the fact that Xu Changqing had to return overnight tonight, but in the end, he insisted on staying on Pi Island to spend the night.

Night fell quietly, and the sea breeze blew, making a sound of the big tent.

Even though there are several braziers in the big tent, there is no cover around the big tent, and the temperature in the tent will not rise for a while.

Xu Changqing closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about.

At this time, the boss came in with a pot of fresh fish. Seeing that Xu Changqing was still the same, she didn't dare to speak. She sighed quietly, carefully added some charcoal fire and started stewing the fish.

As the aroma of fish soup gradually spreads into the tent, Xu Changqing's face then became a little more energetic.

He was born on Pi Island back then, but now he...

"Changqing, the fish soup is ready, let's eat something. What's past is over, we should look forward..."

The Hongniang looked at Xu Changqing worriedly and said.
To be continued...