Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

There were no earth-shattering explosions, and there were no voices of people running and screaming.

The long, sharp sound seemed like the unwilling cry of a giant beast before it died.

The black-and-white, mottled images present a different but dilapidated and busy city.

But it seemed that in just a moment, the scene in front of him was completely different.

It was as if the gods were angry and the underworld had appeared. We could only judge from the outline that this was indeed the same city, but the scenery was completely different.

All we can say is that this was once a city.

The screen flies backwards, and gradually the remains of houses and people can be seen.

In other words, I don't know if I can still call him a "person" tomorrow.

The body was nearly half blackened, and he was walking on the road in a daze, without any screams. He just fell down suddenly while walking.

The picture continued to fly back and forth, and a mushroom-like smoke that penetrated the sky was finally included in the picture.

This is a cold and silent picture, with only the long and sharp sound from the beginning to the end. It was not until the smoke and dust that swept the world rolled for a moment that the voice of the younger generation cut in again.

[Colonel Tibbetts, who carried out the mission of releasing ‘Little Boy’, responded to this operation very simply:

"This (explosion) is the best thing I can do." 】

The voice was cold and stern, completely different from the ups and downs and full of various emotions used when talking about various events in the Song Dynasty.

It was only then that Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to have finally recovered his speech ability.

He swallowed unconsciously and sat up from the bed, but then he didn't seem to know where to put his hands, so he simply got up and paced back and forth in front of the screen.

In the end, Tomorrow's two eyebrows were almost entangled, and he finally asked the doubt in his heart:

"This thing was created by our juniors talking about science?"

The girl didn't answer him.

Empress Ma stopped writing, and just looked at the content in the light screen quietly, listening to the slight change in the tone of her descendants when they talked about the Japanese country, and finally sighed slowly and raised her head:

"Eighty-eight."

This title is not as brisk as moving forward, and it also makes Tomorrow feel less restless.

"We're listening."

"I can tell that our young man has great grievances and bitterness in his heart."

"..."

"We know."

Tomorrow sighed, sat down next to the queen and said:

"But we still have to pacify Northern Xinjiang first."

Mongolia has proven what disasters they can unleash if left unchecked.

Although today is different from the past, when thinking about the name Nurhaci, Zhu Yuanzhang felt that there seemed to be a little cloud hanging over the Northland.

"It's just this thing..."

As he spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head again, and the cloud of smoke on the light screen was still slowly billowing.

At this time, the light curtain seemed to be stretched further and further, taking in all the mushroom clouds. From this, it was easier to see the great impact caused by the name "little boy".

The dead bodies were no longer visible. The mountains and forests were like ants and hills, and the street ruins were like weeds in the ditch. Among them, only this group of mushrooms, which was more than a thousand feet tall, stood.

"This is really..."

Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to sigh, but immediately felt that no matter what he said, it was extremely feeble.

But soon, another question came to mind:

The name Colonel Tibbetts is also very strange, a foreigner? Hu people?

Doesn’t this thing belong to China?

…

There was deathly silence in Luoyang Villa.

Liu Bei frowned and Kong Ming sighed.

Lu Su pursed his lips in thought, and unconsciously tapped his knees with his naturally lowered index finger.

Zhang Fei either couldn't stand the dull atmosphere, or he was too shocked to see the "little boy" explode, so he finally punched the case:

"What a slap in the face!"

The words are concise and concise, and speak directly from the heart.

But no one in the small courtyard objected to this statement.

After all, the power of this strangely named thing is visible to the naked eye.

In this situation, strategies, formations, and personal bravery all seemed like a joke and insignificant.

No one answered, so Zhang Fei had no choice but to mutter to himself:

"It's a pity that this thing was not put in by our Chinese descendants, so I couldn't get my hands on it myself."

"I saw the Dongfeng Express piercing the sky earlier. Can I shoot it before it hits the ground?"

"With this thing, it's hard to imagine what a battle would be like..."

But soon Zhang Fei started to enjoy himself again:

"But we have a heavenly palace, and we can create it, so these fat and thin little boys and girls must not be a problem!"

Different from the solemn expressions of Liu Bei and Lu Su, Kong Ming asked with a smile:

"Is Yide so confident in future generations?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Fei chuckled and asked on the spot:

"Does the military advisor not believe in our son of the Han family?"

Kong Ming rarely waved the feather fan, but just abandoned the feather fan and paper and pen and stood up, standing in front of the light curtain with his hands behind his hands, staring closely at the content in the picture:

"I believe it."

Zhang Fei also stood behind Kong Ming and said naturally:

"I believe it too."

"That's enough."

Kong Ming nodded, then smiled at Liu Bei and said:

"Why worry, my lord? Now that we have established ourselves in the old capital, if we go forward and defeat the Cao thieves, we will be worthy of the Han."

"This ordnance is like a heavenly palace. It is beyond our imagination. Instead of worrying about it, it is better to lay the foundation of learning, maintain peace for the people, and open sea routes."

"When everything is completed, it will be a contribution to future generations."

A few words made Liu Beishu raise his eyebrows:

"Too."

He also stood up, looked at the light curtain carefully from a close distance, and finally shook his head and said:

"My Han people have suffered a lot in the past two thousand years... I only regret that I didn't make efforts earlier."

The more he looked at the light curtain, the more his views on the chaos and order, the borders of various countries, etc. kept changing.

"Future generations can explore the blue sky and the moon, explore the abyss and lift the boat, seize the power of heaven, and exhaust the means of immortals and mortals."

"I feel at this moment..."

Liu Bei pondered for a while and said truthfully:

"In the past two thousand years, when has the dispute between various ethnic groups on this earth stopped?"

"Rome and Han are on par, Osman VIII is a wise king, and the countries such as Parthia, Seljuk, Sassanid Persia, etc. are all heroes of the time. How many people have left their names in the future?"

"Even my Han people, if it weren't for the merits of Emperor Hongwu, it would have been difficult to continue."

Said At this point, Liu Bei sighed again:

"In such a turbulent world, I can only contribute for another twenty years at most. Now I look back on my years of cockfighting and running dogs. How regretful it is?"

"Don't be afraid, brother. There are various means in the future. Maybe there is a way to prolong life..."

Zhang Fei blurted out what he was thinking, but Liu Bei smiled and waved his hand:

"The Emperor Gao once said that fate is in the hands of God. Even Bian Que is useless."

"How dare I shame the Emperor Gao?"

After several people sat down again, Kong Ming also picked up his paper and pen again.

Lu Su leaned over and saw Kong Ming casually draw a horizontal line, like the climate change map, marking Han, Jin, Sui and Tang from left to right.

Below are a few words in order: iron, paper, sea navigation, gunpowder, mathematics, science.

"Does Kong Ming think that these things are the key things in the era of great contention that Lord Xuande mentioned?"

If iron is strong, it can cast strong armor and sharp weapons to guard the border, make iron farm tools to cultivate the fields, and ensure national security and people's livelihood.

The other things are similar, and the younger generation has emphasized it more than once.

"When we go through a peaceful era, we will inherit the achievements of the previous dynasty and the gains of the chaotic era."

"Combining them and prospering, this can be said to be carrying forward the past and opening up the future."

After Kong Ming expressed his thoughts, he finally drew a circle on mathematics and science, and said with a slightly regretful tone:

"From this point of view, this Ming... is so key."