Blue and White Society - Chapter 597

[Chapter 587]

With Zhang Shijie’s anger, his sword intent soared into the sky, the beach under his feet was boiling like boiling, and the dark clouds in the sky were spinning like a whirlpool above his head.

While shouting angrily, Excalibur also groaned softly, inspiring people’s courage.

Zhang Hongfan’s pupils shrank in fright, knowing that if he wanted to survive, he had to take people as hostages and ask Zhang Shijie to let him go.

“God’s will…God’s will…”

Although Zhang Hongfan was not reconciled, the defeat was a fact. What was even more frightening was that with the help of this divine sword, the fortune of the country has continued, and the Great Song Dynasty is about to make a comeback!

“Let me go, and I won’t hurt a hair on him! Return him safely!” Zhang Hongfan said.

Zhang Shijie glared at Zhang Hongfan again and said, “Where is Prime Minister Wen?”

Seeing Zhang Hongfan’s face change, he gritted his teeth and took a blade across Jiang Cheng’s neck and said, “Wen Tianxiang was escorted to Dadu three days ago!”

No way, he really sent him away, but because Wen Tianxiang was so loyal and unparalleled, he escorted him to Kublai Khan to make his own decision.

In most of the imperial courts, some Han people interceded for Wen Tianxiang.

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng felt chilled. Wen Tianxiang was sent away, but he was still in the army. It was clear what this meant.

The Yashan battle is over, and he is afraid that he will be executed secretly.

Otherwise, I would have sent him away long ago, so why watch the whole war here?

In theory, Wen Tianxiang still has a chance to go to Dadu, as long as he surrenders.

Jiangcheng is here, but there is not even a glimmer of life. If it weren’t for the sudden change of the situation, the divine sword descended from the sky to help the Song army turn defeat into victory, and Jiangcheng would have been buried with Song at this moment.

After figuring this out, Jiang Cheng broke out in a cold sweat.

“Send it away?” Zhang Shijie’s face was ugly.

“I’m really sending him to Dadu! This is saving his life!” Zhang Hongfan bitterly said: “If you want to kill, kill it, let’s see if you can kill the clan with this sword protected by the ancestors of the Zhao family. son!”

Mo Poor was surprised, and said in Jiangcheng’s heart: “This Mongolian Marshal is so smart, he is not using the imperial power to suppress him, but using the ‘God’s will’ behind this sword power to suppress him.”

The Zhao family’s clan is all over the world, even if Zhang Shijie seems to be planning to support the Zhao family at this moment, it is too unrealistic to say that a Zhao Mengyun can persecute Zhang Shijie at this moment.

However, Zhang Hongfan believed that Zhang Shijie had the power of the divine sword because of the help of the previous emperors. If Zhang Shijie killed the descendants of the Zhao family with the divine sword, the mighty sword spirit that had just been assisted by heaven would be wiped out.

Of course, Mo Poor knew that this contained object had nothing to do with any ancestors.

But these days, the ancients believed in this. In the desperate place of death on Yashan, Shenzhou Luchen suddenly had such an unprecedented change at the last moment, saying that this divine sword has nothing to do with Yan Han Huang Song’s destiny, who would believe it?

Zhang Hongfan didn’t say that on purpose, but really thought so, and Zhang Shijie naturally thought so too.

“Let him go! I’ll let you go!” Zhang Shijie threw his sword on the ground, and immediately the ground cracked more than three feet apart.

He is also self-confident. In other times, it would be impossible to let go of the most important commander of the Mongolian army. But now that he has the divine sword in his hand, and the protection of the emperor and queen, he is full of unparalleled confidence, and he does not take the enemy seriously. inside.

He expected to fight back in Jedi, defeat the Mongolian army, and then enshrine the son of the clan as emperor. With one move of the banner, he ordered countless anti-Yuan righteous men in the world to hold the divine sword to level the world and restore rivers and mountains.

What is it to get rid of Zhang Hongfan?

Hearing that he agreed, Zhang Hongfan was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: “Get away from me first! Give me a horse!”

Zhang Shijie stood upright with a sword, majestic, asked someone to give him a horse, and said with a sneer, “You’d better run faster…”

Hearing this threat, Zhang Hongfan was shocked, and couldn’t help but want to run away with Jiang Cheng.

But in the end, he still didn’t dare to push forward like this, for fear that Zhang Shijie would cut him with a sword regardless.

Now he only wants to save his own life, and he doesn’t care about any dignity. He stepped back and said: “If I go back to Dadu, I will advise my lord to return Song Tu…”

I saw him leading the horse, holding Jiang Cheng back again and again, seeing the deep-buried stove beside him, he pushed Jiang Cheng into it, and strode away abruptly.

He ran far away in a flash,

Zhang Shijie caught up a few steps and raised his sword.

Although the sword energy was only three zhang, but the sword intent was unparalleled, it still knocked Zhang Hongfan away from ten zhang.

Zhang Hongfan was terrified, he didn’t dare to turn his head, seeing that he was fine, he hurriedly got on his horse and galloped with all his might.

Zhang Shijie laughed loudly from behind and said, “Tell Lord Yuan, one day our Emperor Song cavalry will break through Dadu and take his dog’s head!”

He let Zhang Hongfan go, and the Mongolian army also fled in all directions. After winning this big victory, he staggered two steps, looked back at the cliff mountain sea area where hundreds of thousands of corpses were floating, and burst into tears.

It’s not that Zhang Shijie didn’t want to chase after him, but he was exhausted and his mouth was dry.

After repeated battles, as the coach, he had not been able to rest for several days, and he was exhausted thinking about how to force the Mongolian army to retreat, so as to leave a respite for the imperial court drifting to the sea.

Now that the Divine Sword of Destiny is powerful and clear, it taught him that in a desperate situation, more than 70 people defeated 20,000 Mongolian troops!

Under the agitation of his mind, his body softened, and he knelt on the ground, crying to the sky: “God’s will never end, Huang Song! God’s will never end, Huang Song!”

Seeing him wailing, Jiang Cheng also pretended to cry beside him.

The seventy soldiers were also so tired that they were about to collapse, kneeling and mourning against the floating corpses in the sea.

After everyone cried for a while, Zhang Shijie stood up and walked towards Jiangcheng with his sword in hand.

Jiang Cheng was so frightened that his calves were shaking, he just felt that it wasn’t some general who walked over, but a sword emperor!

Between heaven and earth, only one person and one sword can destroy everything!

Unexpectedly, Zhang Shijie bowed solemnly and said: “Meng Yuan has no virtue, iron cavalry invaded south, destroyed the capital, captured the young emperor, even destroyed the prefectures and counties, and abused the people… Fortunately, God’s will is endless for the officials, and Shijie was protected by the ancestors. , Yashan decisive battle, defeating the Mongolian army, but Prime Minister Zuo and the late emperor died for the country, at this time when the Shenzhou land is sinking, a new king should be established to preserve the country…”

“There is a clan, Meng Yun, who is handsome, generous in his discussions, has strategies, and is loyal and filial. When the country is in crisis, he raises troops to serve the king, and under the command of Prime Minister Wen, the governor, he takes the road to Shicheng and restores the capital of Ningdu County. The number of teachers is one side, and the battle is more victorious. I have a humble position as the deputy envoy of the Privy Council, and I know it…”

Jiang Cheng looked confused, not knowing what he was talking about.

Then he realized that this was the real merit of Zhao Mengyun. Although Zhang Shijie had never met him, he had also received a report.

Zhang Shijie continued: “In the Battle of Wulingpo, the soldiers were defeated and captured by the pursuers. They still upheld integrity and were often whipped and abused by thieves and captives. They still did not surrender to the enemy’s power…”

Mo Qiong translated one by one, and the more Jiang Cheng listened, the more frightened he became.

Does this mean me?

I was often whipped and abused by thieves?

He looked at the whip marks on his face when he just passed through, and then at his limping thigh that hadn’t recovered from the injury.

Finally, Zhang Shijie excitedly said: “I also ask the officials not to be too shabby, climb up the great treasure quickly, raise the great banner high, use Ming Zhengshuo, call for people with lofty ideals to expel the Tartars, and restore the mountains and rivers!”

Jiang Cheng was stunned, and then he was almost out of breath with excitement.

“He asked me…to ascend the throne?”

Unexpectedly, Mo Poor then poured a basin of cold water down: “Tell him to put the sword on the ground.”

“You!” Jiang Cheng was shocked and said to himself: “He will kill me! Even if he helps me ascend the throne, he will be a Cao Cao. Can’t I see that? He has the divine sword in his hand, which is equivalent to the destiny in his hand. I’m just a puppet, what’s the difference between telling him to put down his sword and forcing him to hand over his military power? He regards me as master, and I deprive him of his reliance, and he still doesn’t kill me?”

“There are plenty in the clan, he killed me here, who dares to say anything?”

Mo Qiong sighed: “You just do it, if you don’t tell me, I’ll kill you right now.”

Only then did Jiang Cheng realize that if he was disobedient, the Space-Time Management Bureau would shoot him.

But at this moment, how could he be willing to listen to the Space-Time Administration? This group of people don’t care about their own life, so they don’t believe that they can really kill themselves.

“I won’t tell! I managed to survive. Even if I become a puppet in the future, it will be a million times better than before. I…”

He said so, but Mo Qiong only said one sentence: “The puppet… also has to be able to speak Chinese.”

“This…” Jiang Cheng was shocked, and then burst into tears.

Without the support of the Space-Time Administration, he couldn’t even speak, and he was still an emperor.

“Don’t! Please spare me. He will really kill me!” Jiang Cheng begged in his heart.

“Forget it, I’ll give you a chance to regret it. I can treat you as if you didn’t sign the voluntary letter and send you back to be shot.” Mo Poor said.

“…” Jiang Cheng was desperate and had no choice but to agree.

He followed Mo Poor’s instructions and said, “Young Fu… Is your sword really given by the ancestors of my Zhao family? Please borrow it to have a look.”

Zhang Shijie was taken aback, and many soldiers around him showed dissatisfaction: It’s nothing serious, have you started to fear the minister?

The Zhao family is heartless.

Jiang Cheng was very nervous, and quickly added: “It’s really just borrowing…”

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Shijie turned the Excalibur upside down and held it to Jiang Cheng with both hands.

“…” Jiang Cheng was so moved that he cried and knelt down.

Seeing him kneeling down, Zhang Shijie hurriedly turned away and said: “There is no need for officials to do this. This sword is protected by Zhao’s ancestors. It is an artifact of destiny. It should be held by the officials. Please also take the national crisis as the most important thing and hold the sword. Tranquilize the world, wipe out the Tartars, and bring about peace.”

Jiang Cheng was really confused, he had never seen such an upright person, and couldn’t help blurting out: “I will never fail you.”

Good guy, I really think of myself as the emperor.

I saw him kneeling on the ground, reaching for the sword tremblingly, UU reading www.

sonicmtl.com And Zhang Shijie lowered his head and held his sword, put away his thumbs, he was completely sincere.

“Stop it, did I ask you to hold the sword?” Mo Poor suddenly shouted coldly.

“Huh?” Jiang Cheng was startled.

“Let him stick his sword in the ground, but I won’t let you move,” Mo Poor said.

Hearing what Mo Poor said, Jiang Cheng realized that the Space-Time Management Bureau was afraid of the power of the Excalibur, so he hoped that no one had it, and then took the opportunity to send someone over to take the sword away.

Thinking of this, greed arose in Jiang Cheng’s heart. If the Excalibur was taken away, wouldn’t he be courting death as an emperor?

Conversely, if he got the Excalibur, he would be invincible at that time, so why would he be afraid of the language barrier?

No need to depend on others!

So, Jiang Cheng ignored Mo Poor’s words and went straight to grab the sword.

“call out!”

A bullet landed out of thin air, and it was about to pierce through Jiang Cheng’s head, but unexpectedly, just as his skull ruptured, a burst of sword energy came out and knocked the bullet away!

At the same time, a woman suddenly appeared on Jiang Cheng’s face, holding Jiang Cheng’s wrist with one hand, trying to make him let go.

But Jiang Cheng had already grasped the sword, and an unrivaled sword intent struck, and the divine sword blared loudly, and just a gust of sword wind knocked the woman away.

Immediately afterwards, swish swish swish, members of the traverser team appeared one after another.

However, just as they were about to subdue Jiang Cheng, they were intimidated by the sword’s power, so they dared not do anything, and instead retreated in horror.

I saw the Jiangcheng Excalibur in his hand, the sword’s intent was shocking, and there was a bullet crater between his eyebrows, like a third eye, and bleeding came out.

After Mo Qiong merged with Che Yun, standing in front of Jiang Cheng, he immediately experienced the feeling of facing a divine sword.

Only then did he know what kind of courage it is to teach people not to dare to fight!

Mo Poor’s hairs suddenly exploded, and he felt that the biggest crisis in his life was at this very moment!

“If this sword comes down, I will die!”

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[End of this Chapter]