Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 183 I, Li Shishi, thank my benefactor for saving my life (Bonus chapter by Silver Alliance Leader Nuanyang1314)

"why?"

"Am I not good enough to you?"

With a dagger piercing his back, Dorgon turned his head with difficulty to look at Bumbutai. "Why?"

Holding her son, Bumbutai gritted her teeth, her eyes red, and said, "For Fulin!"

Dorgon was utterly bewildered. "I have treated Fulin like my own son!"

"Parent-child?"

Bumbutai sneered, "Truly your own son! How can you bear to send him to the Northeast to live like a savage!"

Having experienced the hustle and bustle of the city, who would willingly return to the primeval forest to live like a savage?

If it were only Bumbutai, a woman, perhaps they would have given it more thought.

But her son is still young; how can she let him live like a wild man for the rest of his life?

She would do anything for her son.

"Cough cough~~~"

Dorgon gave a bitter laugh, "I don't want to either, but I'll die if I don't leave."

"No, it won't happen." Bumbutai hugged Fulin tightly. "Wu Sangui promised that as long as you die, my son and I will forgive and forget everything."

"That's it~"

Dorgon finally understood.

It was Wu Sangui who secretly contacted Bumbutai and asked her to get rid of him.

They drove away the Mongol tribes and then went to fight in Korea, yet they still managed to extend their reach to Hetu Ala.

Wu Sangui, you're something else.

He opened his mouth, and bloody foam flowed out.

Dorgon wanted to tell Bumbutai that a promise is only valid when the two sides are roughly equal in strength.

The Qing Dynasty has now weakened to the point that it is not even as powerful as a minor tribe on the grasslands. Why should Wu Sangui forgive and forget about your past actions?

There is still a glimmer of hope if they escape into the Northeast.

I believe that if Wu Sangui surrenders, they will all die!
"Haha~ cough cough~~"

Dorgon, whose life force was rapidly fading, stared intently at Bumbutai.

With his last breath, he uttered a hopeful sentence.

"I'm down there, waiting for you and your child!"

Lin Dao, upon returning to Jinling City, received a battle report from Wu Sangui.

The remnants of the Tatar forces in Hetu Ala staged a mutiny, killed Dorgon, and surrendered Hetu Ala.

In his military report, Wu Sangui made no attempt to conceal the fact that all the men had been dealt with, while the women were to be sold off.

"finally."

Lin Dao put down the military report, stood up, and looked at the map. "It's over."

"The Tartars, who have caused the most harm to the Central Plains for thousands of years, have been brought to an end."

"No more endless slaughter, no more national subjugation and genocide, no more of the ridiculous 'golden age' of sweet potatoes, no more countless ceding of territory and payment of indemnities!"

In high spirits, Lin Dao rarely took the initiative to drink alcohol.

They also invited Chen Yuanyuan and others to perform different versions of the squatting dance to add to the festivities.

A night of carefree bliss, the joy of which is beyond words.

When the sun was high in the sky, Lin Dao, now fully awake, removed the arms and legs that were pressing down on him.

After washing up, I went to the study to look at the map.

"All thirteen provinces have been liberated."

Lin Dao's finger landed on Hetu Ala, and then continued northward.

He summoned his personal guards and said, "Write this down. I'm making the following arrangements."

"After pacifying Korea, the Guan Ning Army marched north, crossing the Changbai Mountains and the Heilongjiang River, continuing northward until they reached the ends of the earth."

"If we encounter any barbarians on the road, we shall deal with them all."

His finger slid westward toward the vast grassland.

"The troops from Xuanda, Yansui, Ningxia, Guyuan, and Gansu are moving north to clear the grasslands."

“Build roads, establish military towns, and relocate households to grasslands along the way.”

His hand continued westward, covering the Western Regions.

"Order Liu Sandao to repair roads, build cities, develop farmland, and relocate people to populate the border areas after recovering the Western Regions."

“He was ordered to continue westward, to conquer a place, defend a place, and solidify a place.”

"Like a rolling wheel, it keeps rolling westward."

The hand moved downwards, landing on Yunnan and Myanmar. "The troops from Yunnan and Myanmar will first sweep through the Indochina Peninsula, and after stabilizing the population through relocation, they will continue westward into India."

His hand swept across the islands to the south.

"Order Zheng Sen to thoroughly clean up these islands."

"Whether they are barbarians or savages on the island, deal with them all. You can issue a bounty for their heads, and I will pay for it."

"I will send over the relocation of households, the construction of roads and the reclamation of farmland, and the medicines for the prevention and treatment of local diseases."

"Order him to send out a fleet to continue exploring southward."

“There is a large island to the south. We can explore it first, establish an outpost, and then gradually send people there to immigrate.”

Last but not least, it's to the east.

"Zheng Zhilong's movements are too slow."

Lin Dao shook his head. "It's just the Tokugawa Shogunate. Send him orders to incite internal strife as much as possible."

"We can use the banner of being descendants of Toyotomi to provide ambitious people with food, weapons and supplies, and let them kill each other."

"Once everyone has been killed, we can then relocate people there to receive them."

“Tell Zheng Zhilong that my large ocean-going vessel is almost finished.”

"Have him select skilled veteran sailors, then assemble a fleet, and with the nautical charts I provide, head east to the other side of the ocean."

"That is the ancient land of the Yin and Shang dynasties, the inherent land of the Central Plains since ancient times!"

Seeing that the guards had finished recording, Lin Dao waved his hand.

"Send it out."

The policy of relocating people from impoverished households was aimed at local clan power.

They simply took away entire households and sent them to all corners of the country.

With continuous immigration and fragmentation, the power of clans will inevitably weaken.

The best way to deal with clan power is not through violence, but through disintegration.

He stood with his hands behind his back, slowly examining the map.

Lin Dao took a breath. "Next, we will gradually expand outwards."

"The goal for the first phase will take at least ten years."

"The Age of Exploration?"

"It started long ago in the Middle Kingdom."

"I will take over Zheng He's mantle."

In the modern world, at Harbour City, Lin Dao, beaming with smiles, saw off his wealthy VIP client.

He transported a ton of gold from the Chongzhen era for sale.

These are spoils of war seized by Zheng Sen in Luzon and other places, brought from the Americas by the Great Francois, and mined from local gold mines.

The most direct manifestation of the Age of Exploration was the acquisition of massive amounts of wealth.

Lin took it back to the modern world and sold it without hesitation.

He initially thought the quantity was too large, and given the recent astonishing surge in gold prices, it would be difficult to sell.

Unexpectedly, a big client is a big client; they accepted everything.

Such substantial financial resources are truly enviable.

Having made a fortune, Lin Dao paid part of the payment for the goods and placed a deposit for a new batch.

With the remaining money, he used some to buy a house in Harbour City.

"From now on, when I come to Harbour City, I won't need to stay in a hotel."

After moving into the house and taking a look around, Lin Dao activated his time travel ability and prepared to make an appearance.

"Ok?"

The two green portals in front of them had increased to three.

The first two are dark green, while the new one is light green.

Lin Dao had seen this scene before.

This is how it happened when the Chongzhen era began.

"The God of Time Travel".

Lin Dao clasped his hands together and bowed to the surroundings, saying, "Please help me, let my wish come true."

He first went to the Chongzhen era to make a public appearance and handle some official business, indicating that he was going into seclusion.

Next, we went to Yonghe Time and Space.

Lin Dao purchased many supplies that were not easy to store in the modern world, and placed them here in Yonghe Time and Space.

He called Liu Hu for help, first putting on a stab-proof vest, and then putting on a full set of heavy armor over it.

He fastened his face armor, slung the Uzi submachine gun over his shoulder, hung a Glock and a hammer on either side of his waist, and picked up a riot shield.

Nodding to Liu Hu, Lin Dao initiated the time travel and entered the third time portal.
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The sun was shining brightly in the sky.

The warm sunlight filters through the fluffy white clouds, casting dappled shadows across the earth.

Beside the dry road, a stray dog ​​with red eyes darted out from the dry bushes, carrying half a hand in its mouth.

On the road, a woman in a lotus-green dress staggered forward.

"Help~"

The woman's clothes were disheveled, and her pretty face was covered in dust and tears.

She had been running for a long time and was already exhausted.

She moved her legs with difficulty, her hair, covered in dry grass, constantly falling and swaying.

"Help~~"

The sound of hooves rang out, and a group of more than ten riders trotted up to catch up.

The woman turned around, her face filled with terror, and she used the last of her strength to speed up her escape.

"Help~~~"

The cavalrymen on horseback were not in a hurry to catch up.

They acted as if they were hunting, driving their prey to flee for their lives until they were exhausted, only then did they reap their harvest.

The woman finally ran out of strength and collapsed onto the dusty road.

The delicate hands that were originally used to play the zither were also scratched and bleeding.

As the sound of hooves drew closer, the cavalrymen on horseback burst into laughter.

The woman lying on the ground was filled with despair.

She knew what she was about to face.

No more tears; they had long since dried up.

'Gibberish~~~'

I heard voices behind me, as if they were arguing about something.

Before long, someone dismounted and the winner walked towards her.

The woman screamed piercingly, "Help!"

The next moment, a pair of long legs covered with iron greaves appeared in front of her.

With difficulty, he raised his head and saw a burly figure completely encased in steel armor.

'Gibberish~~~'

A hurried shout came from behind.

A moment later, the sound of a bowstring being stretched could be heard.

Several heavy arrows flew in, and the armored man in front of him raised his huge shield.

"Dongdongdong~~~"

The dull thud of a heavy arrow striking a shield reached my ears.

The woman stared blankly as the armored man took a strange object from his shoulder and held it in his hand.

The next moment~
'Zzzzz~~'

Short, rapid gunshots rang out, and spent cartridge cases tumbled and fell in front of the woman.

It emitted wisps of white smoke and emitted intense heat.

Screams, shouts, the mournful neighing of horses, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

The sounds ceased, leaving only the mournful cries of men and horses.

The armored man removed the empty magazine, replaced it with a new one, and slung it back over his shoulder.

He held a shield in one hand and a Glock in the other.

He strode over the woman and stepped forward.

'boom! '

'boom! '

'boom! '

The woman turned her head with difficulty to look behind her.

The armored man held a strange little thing in his hand and pointed it at the fallen cavalrymen.

Each time someone is pointed at, a booming sound is heard.

He then took the hammer and began to smash it repeatedly on the horse's head.

Once the wailing and howling ceased, the armored man turned and strode over, looking down at the woman.

The ringing in my ears dissipated.

The woman struggled to her feet and bowed to the armored man.

"I am Li Shishi, and I thank you for saving my life."

(End of this chapter)