Chapter 638: The Stone Monument of Tsushima Island
Tsushima Island was taken, but it was obvious that the Yamatai people also knew that the Han army had sent troops.

In a palace in Yamatai Kingdom…

Well…it can’t be accurately called a palace, it can only be said to be a huge group of wooden houses.

This group of wooden houses is located in a lush mountain forest, surrounded by clear streams and dense bamboo forests, appearing quiet and mysterious.

The main gate is tall and wide, with exquisitely carved stone beasts standing on both sides.

At this moment, a maid was walking quickly into the palace and came to a hall. In the center of the hall stood a huge jade throne inlaid with various gems, sparkling with dazzling light.

On the throne, Himiko sat there wearing a white mask.

“Queen… the Han people have gone to Tsushima Island!”

On the throne, Himiko’s expression under the mask changed several times after hearing the news.

“The Han army…is finally here.” Himiko murmured in a low voice.

His eyes swept over the ministers and priestesses standing solemnly in the hall, and he saw that their faces were filled with tension and anxiety after hearing the news.

Himiko knew that at this moment, the fate of the Yamatai Kingdom was hanging by a thread.

She stood up slowly, her long robe dragging on the ground, and walked steadily towards the terrace outside the palace.

On the distant sea level, dark clouds are gathering, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

Her gaze penetrated the layers of fog, and she seemed to see the Han army’s warships breaking through the waves, and heard the roar of war drums and the shouts of soldiers.

“Pass the order down,” she said in a voice as firm as stone, “Gather the warriors of each tribe, strengthen the defense of the coast, and prepare for battle.”

Finally, Himiko’s order made everyone react, and the ministers followed the order and left, their footsteps quick and powerful.

Himiko stood on the terrace, the sea breeze blowing across her cheeks, bringing a hint of coolness.

Her eyes were still staring into the distance, but her heart was calm.

She knew that the people of Yamatai were looking up to her, waiting for her guidance.

No matter how powerful the Han army is, she will lead her country to meet the storm with wisdom and courage.

“Although the Han army is strong, the gods and people of Yamatai will never surrender.”

Himiko whispered to herself, encouraging herself.

pity…

She didn’t know who she was facing.

…

Xing Daorong heard that Tsushima Island had been taken, but he was still not very anxious.

First of all, he must completely seize the sovereignty over these places legally.

In this era, whoever takes the land naturally owns it.

But this is not the case in later generations.

Due to various historical reasons, there are countless just territories.

As I said before, the descriptions of our Chinese nation’s wars of territorial expansion are all extremely simple.

This is of course because there is nothing much to write about if we win, but even so… it will create another kind of confusion.

If we lose control of those places in the future, future generations will have no idea that we ever owned these areas.

It would be especially bad if we forget the sacrifices made by our ancestors who sacrificed their lives and blood.

Of course, you can’t blame them.

This is not clearly recorded in history books, so how do we know?

Therefore, for the sake of future generations, Xing Daorong still had his name written prominently in history books.

As for Tsushima Island, although it is not easy to build another city, the promised stone tablet must be erected.

Xing Daorong plans to work on this stone tablet himself!

…The sea breeze from Tsushima Island was fierce, carrying a salty smell, blowing Xing Daorong’s robe.

He stood beside a huge rock, holding an iron chisel in his hand, his eyes firm and deep.

Behind him, two thousand Han soldiers stood in silence, their armor flashing coldly in the sun, like a silent steel forest.

Xing Daorong took a deep breath, picked up the chisel, and began to carve the first stroke on the rock.

The iron chisel collided with the rock, making a crisp sound and sparks flying.

His movements were steady and powerful, and every stroke seemed to be filled with endless strength and determination. A few large characters gradually appeared on the rock: “Han generals Jiang Qin and Bao Long led 2,000 elite soldiers to attack Tsushima Island. This monument is erected to commemorate this.”

His eyes swept over the soldiers behind him, their faces filled with exhaustion, yet also with the pride of victory.

Xing Daorong knew that these names were not just symbols, but living lives, the glory they had earned with their blood and courage.

Then he gave the chisel to the next person, and asked each soldier to carve his own name on it personally.

Of course…

Not everyone can carve their own name.

Dozens of people unfortunately died in the landing battle, and Xing Daorong personally engraved their names.

“Zhang Yong is from Zhuo County, Youzhou; Li Hu is from Qinghe, Jizhou; Wang Shun is from Langya, Xuzhou…”

The names gradually appeared on the stone tablet, like a magnificent painting, recording every detail of the battle.

Finally, the iron chisel was passed to Jiang Qin and Bao Long.

“Jiang Qin is from Shouchun, Jiujiang.”

“Bao Long is from Chen County, Guiyang.”

Xing Daorong was very satisfied.

Although I don’t know whether this stone tablet will stand here forever and become a witness to history.

But… as long as it existed, that’s enough.

The sea breeze gradually became gentler, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the stone tablet, giving the carvings a layer of golden glow.

Xing Daorong took a few steps back and stared at the towering stone tablet. The words on the stone tablet were strong and powerful, as if telling the story of that period of blood and fire.

“Brothers,” Xing Daorong turned around and faced the two thousand soldiers with a loud and firm voice, “Your names will remain on this land forever, and your achievements will be remembered by future generations. Today, we erect a monument as a testimony. The glory of the Han army will never be erased!”

The soldiers shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens and the earth like thunder.

Their eyes were full of pride and determination, as if at this moment, all their sacrifices and hard work were rewarded.

The other soldiers who came to Tsushima Island all had envious looks in their eyes.

I wish I could change the name to my own at this moment!

I also secretly regretted why I didn’t come when the pioneers came to this island.

These thoughts, either jealousy or regret, turned into a desperate momentum!

“fortunately!”

“still have a chance!”

“When we go to Yamatai, we must fight to the death, and we must not miss the opportunity.”

They were all full of enthusiasm and prepared to attack Yamatai.

Himiko thought that the one coming was just a general who was looking for glory and success, and prepared to ambush his vanguard on the coast. However, she did not expect how tempting “being famous in history” would be to every Han Chinese.

Even Zhou Tai and Lu Xun were extremely envious of Jiang Qin and Bao Long.

This time when going to the main island of Yamatai, these two people have already rushed to be the vanguard.

As for whether there would be danger at sea and how the landing battle would go, it was not within the scope of their consideration at all.

(End of this chapter)