The Prince with the Sword Goes to the End of the World

Shen time.

The sound of drums was like thunder, and the sound of drinking surged like mountains and seas; tens of thousands of spears shook the ground, filling everyone's eardrums like thousands of galloping horses.

At this moment, under the scorching sun, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty have completely become veritable heavenly soldiers and generals, as powerful as gods and Buddhas, difficult to contend with.

Behind them, the daggers of the Javanese were tightly held in the hands of the Malagasy.

The dagger is still the sharpest dagger in the world.

And the Manlajia people are no longer the Manlajia people who are bullied by others.

The erection of the megalithic monument is also a symbol of them straightening their backs again.

This result is what Shang Mo and Liu Yunjin would like to see, but they have already left early.

No one knows where they went, because everyone was immersed in bursts of cheers and shouts...

...

The reflection of the bridge pavilion under the moon is still red and moving.

The red candles are also flickering, but tonight the wind is softer and the sound is quieter.

Yi Ying wrinkled in the water waves, and the small stones were jumping towards the center of the Daxi River. This river is beautiful enough, just because every time the stones cross the water surface, the beauty reflected can be made more vivid.

Of course, no matter how many times the small stone thrown by Shang Mo skimmed the surface of the water, it would eventually sink completely into the water.

Just like, at this moment, no matter how happy Liu Yunjin was smiling just now, she finally restrained all her smiles and lowered her eyes.

"It may have become futile for us to go to sea with Lord Zheng He this time."

Shang Mo glanced sideways at Liu Yunjin, smiled faintly, gently held her square hands on the hem of her skirt with his left hand, and looked back at the surface of the water where the pebbles he threw just now sank.

Of course he understood what Liu Yunjin meant by "a futility" in her words, but he didn't want to take her words and continue talking.

Because, in this world, no words can replace the mutual transmission of spiritual beliefs. She felt sorry for him, and he also expressed that he didn't need to care by holding her hands.

This, perhaps, is the longest expression of affection in the world, and two people are definitely not only able to retain happiness through provocative, ridiculous words, funny, and non-substantial behaviors.

In fact, spiritual satisfaction is very important to everyone, because it has the desired response in the heart, and also has mutual trust and perseverance that cannot be replaced by words and deeds.

"What would it be like to sink small pebbles into the water?" Shang Mo slowly stared at Liu Yunjin, "I can throw it out, but I don't know if it likes that place right now."

"It will like it." Liu Yunjin's eyes suddenly blurred, and said: "When you can't choose your own destiny, you can only try to like it."

Shang Mo laughed, and laughed loudly, "Of course you can't choose your destiny, but you can choose the direction you want. Even if you fall into a river valley, there is still a chance to be rushed out again by the undercurrent."

Liu Yunjin was startled and said, "Are you still looking for it?"

"Yes, in fact, I have never given up searching, and I have waited for many years," Shang Mo nodded slowly, and said, "Xiao Fengyi's words are certainly true, but they are not absolute."

"You mean, it is still possible for your father to be in the foreign countries?"

"No, I just feel that there is God's will in the dark, and I will never miss anyone who should meet." Shang Mo looked into the distance, as if he was a little crazy, "Just like, me and Master Guo Mingxuan; just like, we With Senior Sister, you..."

"Yeah, I never thought that maybe I will live in loneliness in this life..."

"So, as long as you are still alive and breathing, there is still hope for everything," Shang Mo's eyes once again fell on Liu Yunjin's body, tender and hot, "At least, if you don't meet, you can expect a better one." To. As long as he is still alive, it is better than everything."

"She's still alive." Liu Yunjin's quiet face drooped so much that all her beauty was hidden, and tears seemed to glisten in her eyes. "She and I will definitely meet again someday."

Shang Mo's words made Liu Yunjin, who loved to bury all her thoughts, think of her mother Liu Ruojin, and of herself who guarded the Gufang Pavilion all those years ago...

The crystal clear teardrops wet her skirt and already chilled her heart.

She doesn't know where the person she misses is, and she doesn't know if the person she misses is doing well...

However, she, who was always stubborn and refused to admit defeat, cried in front of Shang Mo, not only shed tears, but also hugged her into Shang Mo's arms.

A woman can shed tears in front of a man, perhaps, only a woman in this world can understand the true meaning...

...

The sailing is imminent, and this sailing again is also destined to reduce the combat power of a part of the Daming Fleet.

The faces of the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty seemed to show a little reluctance, because they knew very well that they were the elite of the elite of the Ming Dynasty.

However, as long as the soldiers who can follow Zheng He go to sea, which one is not an elite?

Although there is no grain in Manga, there are still meat, poultry, aquatic products, melons and fruits, and they are being transported to the sea one by one by the soldiers.

However, Zheng He also left a large amount of grains and vegetables for Manga, because the longer voyage required a stronger body, and it was naturally inseparable from poultry meat and eggs.

On the shore, there are gradually gathered Ming soldiers who have stagnated. Their eyes are full of reluctance and affection, just because they want to stay and build warehouses in Manga, and they also want to help this country build An army of its own.

However, the only thing that can accompany them is the baskets brought down from the sea, such as winter melons, cucumbers, snake melons, small melons, gourds, eggplants, radishes, carrots, etc. Ming Dynasty vegetables...

However, this seems to be enough, because as long as there are these vegetables, you can also taste the taste of your hometown.

All of a sudden, a soldier beside Zheng He waved his arms joyfully on the main ship, and then the soldiers on all the ships from the main ship to the coast gradually jumped up with joy.

This is not a simple kind of joy, but an exhilarating and ecstatic joy, just because the soldiers have danced wildly on the ship, and they are dancing wildly on the highest observation deck .

A moment later, the soldiers who had been selected to stay in Manga also jumped up while standing still on the coast. This was an instant change, and an order was conveyed to their ears.

They fell and jumped, jumped and fell, and the waves of the waves have been trampled by their feet, disturbing the surge of the waves, disturbing the sound of the waves...

However, what remains unchanged is the ecstasy on their faces, which is consistent with the joy on the faces of the officers and men on board.

They are brothers, but also relatives.

They know that they are only separated temporarily and will meet again eventually.

Because, Zheng He has decided that when he returns to the Ming Dynasty, he will go to Manga to resupply, and he can also take a good look at the various achievements created by the remaining soldiers...