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The storm comes and goes and never calms down.

When Liu Ji struggled to get on the deck, it was still dark and no stars could be seen. They happened to turn to the windward side, and an extremely terrifying storm was roaring, shaking the ocean and sky.

The cabin was already messy enough, and the situation on the deck was even more terrifying. The mainsail that had not been lowered in time was torn into pieces, and the mast was bent like a bow. Those who stayed on the deck to stabilize the ship were all exposed to the mountain-high waves. The three helmsmen struggled to steer the ship in water up to their knees on the poop deck.

Despite their efforts, the fierce wind continued to hit the big wings, constantly tossing the galley up and down, making it sway left and right, drifting around, and the water continued to hit the hull from both sides of the ship, like huge rocks coming from behind. It rolled down the mountain and hit the wooden hull directly, as if it would break the ship at any time.

Everyone was escaping hastily. The brave Liu Jia hugged the wood in his hand tightly, and Xu Ning also huddled in a corner, shivering.

Only Liu Ji staggered to the bow of the ship, tied the rope around his waist, pulled out the three-foot sword from his waist, stepped on the side of the ship, and roared at the raging storm waves ahead.

His voice was soon drowned out by the waves and the creak of the boat, and the salty, cold water hit his face, as was his fate.

"come!"

Liu Ji wiped the sea water from his face, his beard and hair were tangled, and he shouted:

"Heifu, Nai Gong is right here!"

"You don't have to hide, if you have the courage, come and fight me to the death!"

He roared angrily, as if the dark night and the roaring wind were the incarnation of Heifu.

After so many years, ever since he met Hei Fu in Xianyang City... no, it was eighteen years ago when he took one more look at the black man at the top of Waihuang City. Liu Ji felt that his life was completely over. Hei Fu was always with him. He was embarrassed, but he didn't kill him. He just kicked him far away, keeping him away from the center of the times.

Liu Ji also fought and tried to escape several times, but in the end, he found that he was still being manipulated by the black man.

"Why? Why do you want to be in trouble with Nai Gong? Are you attracted to my wife or Nai Gong?"

This is what Liu Ji is most confused about. Why did he offend Hei Fu? What is his purpose?

Lightning struck, the thunder was deafening, and terrible thunder fell from both sides of the ship. Many places on the sea looked like fire... They seemed to be the laughter of Heifu, condescendingly mocking Liu Ji's weakness.

The extremely violent wind threw their ship high. Because the rope tied to his waist was unstable, someone flew out and fell into the sea. He opened his mouth wide, but his voice was covered by the storm...

Liu Ji couldn't hold him back, and the water from his tears stained his face.

In the eyes of those who are in charge of the general situation, the honor, disgrace, joy, sorrow and anger of these little people's lives are like a lonely boat on the sea, how insignificant they are.

Just a wave of your hand can determine your life or death, or travel to the ends of the earth.

"It's the public dissatisfaction!"

But Liu Ji did not give in, and did not show his fear of death. He tried his best in this life to get rid of this fate like a caged bird!

He let his hair down and yelled at the wind and waves, roaring and fighting!

At this moment, he looked like an old man holding a residual net and fighting against the sea.

It’s like Odyssey shaking his fist at Poseidon!

Everyone was surprised by Liu Ji's madness. At this moment, another lightning flashed across the sky. Following Liu Ji's sword, they saw the longing black shadow in front of them...

"It's land!"

But seeing land did not mean hope. Because of the violent wind and waves, the boat lost control. The bow of the boat rushed straight to the shore, and was about to hit the steep rocks!

The anchor they had dropped failed to catch the sea bottom, but was dragging slowly below. The nerve-wracking sound and the sight of the shore rising before them would frighten the hearts of even the toughest sailors.

In an instant, all discipline on the boat was gone. The oarsmen began to run around, preparing to escape. Everyone ran to the seemingly safer stern of the boat, and there was chaos.

Liu Ji was left standing alone on the bow of the ship, facing death!

Sometimes survival really depends on a moment of luck. Like a miracle, the anchor that has been dragging on the seabed seems to have caught something. The cable straightens in an instant, carrying the weight of the entire ship, making it gradually change. In the small wind and waves, it stopped.

Everyone on board cheered, the chaos subsided, and more anchors were thrown out, fastening to the shore.

They stayed there like this all night. When the weather was calm the next day and the sun appeared above the horizon, everyone looked at Liu Ji with reverence, the only one who did not succumb to the wind, waves and sea last night, and their name for him also became "Mr. Liu."

Another ship disappeared without a trace. Liu Ji and his crew were full of hundreds of people on the ship. After several people fell into the sea, 93 people were still alive.

Under the leadership of Liu Ji, everyone dragged the boat into the leeward bay and left the rugged and rocky coast. When Liu Ji used his hands and feet to board a big rock on the coast, he looked at the terrain. It was surrounded by the sea on three sides and had tidal flats in the west. , the east mountain pass looks like a long and narrow peninsula.

He squinted and looked to the east. It was a vast land covered with dense forests and undulating mountains. Deer and wild boars were walking in the forest. There were many puffer fish in the river. It seemed that there were no traces of human activity...

Like a graceful virgin, waiting for Lao Liu to develop and build.

"Is this Fuso?"

They sailed for three days and three nights in total. According to Xu Ning's estimation, they traveled at least two to three hundred miles on the sea. Although they never saw the legendary Fuso tree, they believed that the place where they landed was Fuso!

Liu Ji, who had gone through a great calamity, felt that he had finally won for the first time in this struggle with great disparity in strength!

"Hei Fu wants me to be a paper kite all the time and tie the rope to my back. He can control everything about me, Liu Ji, at will."

"But he was wrong!"

The thread tied to the back of the kite was suddenly cut off by Liu Ji himself in the fierce storm with his sword!

Fusang is thousands of miles away from the Central Plains. As long as he stays away from the coast, it will be difficult for Hei Fu to find him again.

He now has a free future, a future that Heifu can no longer interfere with!

"Hei Fu wants to send Nai Gong to Fuso to die of old age in a foreign land."

"Dan Nai Gong, he wants to establish a country here!"

"When I saw Qin Shihuang driving his car, I said, This is what a man should do! I will be the first emperor of this Fusang!"

After thinking about it, the place where Liu Jineng had the final say in these years was in "Seoul" on the east coast of the East China Sea, where he got a son and his trusted subordinates who follow him to this day.

"Just call me Han..."

Although the population under his command is less than a small village, Village Chief Liu has already decided on the name of his future country.

Liu Ji pulled out his sword and raised it high against the rising sun!

"Big man!"

…

And just when Chief Liu landed in the west of Honshu Island, across the shallow Seto Inland Sea, in the southern part of Kyushu Island in later generations, there was also a Jomon village waking up from the dawn.

Fuso was still in the primitive era of hunting and gathering, and there was no agriculture. The local indigenous people were called "Jomon people" by later generations because of their unique Jomon pottery. The faces of the Jomon people were flat and extremely wide, with short faces and slightly narrow noses. It is sunken and extremely hairy. It has lived on this string of islands for tens of thousands of years and is isolated from the world.

Although in the past, there were occasional outsiders who drifted here from Korea and the Central Plains, and were called "crossers" by the indigenous people. Although they had a more advanced culture, they were alone after all, and they were quickly annihilated and integrated.

Until last fall, a broken ship from the outer sea drifted here, changing everything...

In the confused eyes of the Jomon people, most of the people who got off the boat were young and strong, holding copper and iron weapons and holding high the Firebird flag. The Jomon people who were still using wood and stone were beaten and fled with their heads in their hands, and the leader was actually a beautiful woman... …

The woman's name is Yu, and she is called "Mrs. Yu".

However, the female leader of the ferry people preferred the name her husband used to call her.

"Yu Ji."

These ferrymen who landed in Fusang a few months before Liu Ji were the remnants of the Chu State who robbed a Jiaodong merchant ship and fled eastward last year, as Xu Ning said...

They set out from Donghai County, a distance many times farther than Liu Ji's, and the dangers they encountered were also many times greater. In addition to violent storms, they also encountered completely calm conditions.

The boat sat motionless under the scorching sun, the sea was as calm as a glass of water, all the wind stopped, the sea became mute, and the surroundings were extremely calm.

Everything was rotten, moldy, and smelly; the water began to stink, the wine became undrinkable; the meat, even the dried and smoked, was infested with maggots, and everyone on board became sickly from the heat. .

People who were not adapted to sailing life died of high fever or dysentery. They died miserably and could only throw their bodies into the sea.

Ya's father, Fan Zeng, who left the Central Plains with this group of Chu people, died of recurrent back gangrene. He cried bitterly before his death, feeling that he had harmed Xiang Ji and the Chu State.

The only thing he can do is to do what Wu Zixu did to Prince Jian, and take Xiang Ji's only heir and Xiang Ji's concubine Yu Ji to escape from the Central Plains and escape from the clutches of Hei Fu!

After Fan Zeng's death, Yu Ji became the leader of the Chu people.

Fortunately, the wind came quickly, and it was southwesterly. They used sails and oars together and sailed towards the unknown front. During the voyage, the Chu people on the boat experienced the most serious dangers and saw all the miracles in the world.

The water tornado was like a giant pillar, sucking out a large amount of water from the sea. A group of dolphins jumped out of the water, as if to guide them.

On the eighteenth day of the voyage, the Chu people finally discovered land, but they were too weak to choose a safe landing point. Some people drowned in the waves, and some crawled to the shore while kneeling. The original 83 people on the ship In the end, only 50 people survived.

Even though they were so weak, they still relied on their superior weapons and tactics to defeat the prying Jomon hunters and head towards the Jomon villages.

Yu Ji, on the other hand, is as good as a woman. Not only does she have a high status because she is pregnant with the "young master", but she also possesses the martial arts that Xiang Yu taught in his spare time:

Yuji was especially good at using crossbows. She held one handle on each side, and her arrows were all fired. She shined in the battles between the Tori people and the Jomon people. After conquering several villages, she was regarded as a goddess-like existence.

Obviously, the Chu people completed their first conquest of this new land and occupied a village.

The Chu people used the indigenous people called Jomon people as slaves and called them "Eni people" just like the ancestors of the Chu state did to Pu and Yue in Jianghan. Everything was done with ease.

Civilization can be migrated and copied.

Under the construction of men, walls to protect against wild animals replaced fences and were built outside the village. Acres were also opened up. The few remaining rice seeds on the ship were carefully sown on the fertile land.

The seeds of civilization also began to take root in this virgin land.

In the center of the low Ezo people's huts, a Chu-style rammed earth building rose from the ground. This was Yuji's residence. During the coldest season in Fuso, she gave birth here and gave birth to a boy...

"He is General Xiang's posthumous son."

"It is the hope of Chu people."

On this April day in summer, Yu Ji, dressed in sackcloth, held her three-month-old child in her arms, and led a group of Chu people outside the village to offer sacrifices to the newly built tombs. These were Yafu, and The empty grave of Chu people who died on the way across the sea.

She has given the village and the children the same name.

"Ying."

"Xiang Ying!"

For eight hundred years, no matter how the Chu people migrated or fell, their capital city has always been called "Ying".

From Danyang to Yan, from Jiangling to Fu, from Chen to Shouchun, it has become a region, and what remains unchanged is the red sound and color of Chu.

And now, Ying, a Chu native, has drifted overseas under the coercion of the black forces...

"General, don't worry, the Kingdom of Chu is not destroyed."

Village Chief Yu held the increasingly strong child in her arms. She looked towards the vast west of the sea, as if she was swearing to her deceased husband.

"The great Chu will be reborn from the ashes in this place of Fusang Tanggu!"

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ps: I made a miscalculation and spent a little more time on Lao Liu, so...

There are still three chapters left, probably.

I also recommended a friend's book "Salted Fish's Self-Rescue Strategy" and made a self-media short video to tell the story of reaching the peak of life.