Blue and White Society - Chapter 608

[Chapter 598 Falling Like a Meteor]

Mr. Gou smoked a cigarette and said, “I just died like this, I admit it, but why are you boasting that I eat five buckets of rice? I’m a fool?”

“Haha, don’t worry about it, I’m still a genius doctor with a hammer… just make up my identity, it’s better to win the trust. After all, people in this era believe this. It’s natural that you eat a lot. You didn’t have a good reputation before because you couldn’t eat it. We are full,” Jiang Long said.

Mo Poor also smiled and said, “It’s almost time for me to die. Once I die, Jiang Long, you can die too. By then, there will be no us three generals, and those who still insist on resisting Yuan will not be speculators.” , If they want to rebel, they can rebel, anyway, in the decades of Dayuan, Guozuo, there is not a single year that does not rebel.”

“Master Gou, don’t worry, I’ll accompany you right away!”

Lord Gou asked: “How are you going to die?”

Mo Qiong said: “I was killed by the Mongolian army. When Jiangcheng went to court, let all the officials recruit me back to Diaoyu City, and the rest is…”

The next day, in a small town in central Sichuan, a blacksmith reported to the officials of the Yuan Dynasty that he was Jin Yiwei, and that he knew that Mo Qiong, the god general of the Song Army, would secretly return to the city from outside the west mountain of Diaoyu City tomorrow.

The officials of the Yuan Dynasty were shocked and quickly informed A Shu who was stationed outside Diaoyu City.

A Shu recruited this traitor, asked Mo Poor’s whereabouts, gave him a small official, and rewarded him with a thousand gold.

As the head coach of the Mongolian army, Ashu deeply felt that Mo Poor was a serious threat to his confidant, so he sent a cavalry to sneak to the secret road.

Sure enough, Mo Poor was really there. Because he saw the army, he didn’t dare to reveal his secret way, so he turned to break out of the encirclement and wanted to leave.

Ashu was overjoyed and found that he didn’t have a horse yet, so he decided to take this opportunity to kill Mo Poor.

He ordered the army not to rush forward, but to shoot arrows from a distance, so that Mo Poong could not grab the horse and was still unable to get rid of the Mongolian army.

Mo Qiong fought and left, exhausted his arrows, and came to the Diaoyu City.

Ashu also took advantage of this time to mobilize all the soldiers and horses to directly attack the city!

When he attacked the city, he forced Diaoyu City not to open the door.

“Mo Qiong! Why are you here!” Jiang Long led the army to defend the city on the top of the city, and was ‘surprised’ when he saw Mo Qiong.

Mo Poor shouted: “There are traitors leaking my whereabouts, you don’t need to worry about me, the most important thing is to defend the city.”

Then he was alone and surrounded by the city.

Ashu attaches great importance to him. He has studied this kind of enemy for a long time, and directly dispatched hundreds of refined iron chariots to surround Mo Poor.

These chariots are very heavy, and they are made of refined iron. They are completely made of tortoise shells.

“Excellent… I don’t use special features, I will really die! Fortunately, this is my ‘last battle’.” Mo Poor exclaimed.

He didn’t expect Ah Shu to think of such a method, fortunately this was the last battle, otherwise he would really be trapped to death in a battle of equal weapons.

So Mo Qiong, taking advantage of the siege, rushed left and right, and finally found a valley.

The terrain outside Diaoyu City is extremely complicated, and there are many cliffs. The inside of this valley is very small, and the opening can only accommodate two people to enter and exit.

He got into the valley and stood alone here, so he only had to deal with the enemies in front of him.

Under Diaoyu City, the Mongolian army attacked the city frantically, and at the same time, thousands of people took turns to shoot at the valley, and even bombarded it.

Mo Qiong defended single-handedly, using the terrain of the valley to avoid the shelling, and relying on his martial arts to block the rain of arrows.

However, outside the depression was a network of hundreds of chariots, which made it impossible for him to escape.

“This is a place of death…Okay! Capture him alive! It doesn’t matter if you can’t take down the city, we must not let this person escape today! Capture the enemy general alive and make him a marquis!” A Shu admired his bravery and wanted to live.

So the Mongolian army used their lives, and the army pressed up and attacked the valley.

Mo Poor fought bloody day and night guarding the narrow valley.

He didn’t close his eyes for more than 20 hours, and the Mongolian army couldn’t take him down. Ashu was shocked and angry.

“Marshal, he is trapped to death in Diaoyu City. It is already a fatal situation. There is no need to waste the lives of soldiers.” Someone advised.

“Yeah, he was boiled to death! Why bother to catch him alive!”

Ashu had no choice but to order the valley to be set on fire to force him out.

At the same time, someone shouted: “Mo Poor,

I respect your bravery, it is better to surrender to Dayuan, I will ask the Great Khan to make you king!

Otherwise you will die here!

”

In the Yuan Dynasty, different surnames could be named kings. Anyway, the country is large and there are many rotten lands. Many heroes have solid lands.

Seeing this, Mo Qiong was overjoyed: Good guy, you finally stopped fighting!

If I continue to consume so much, I may really be consumed to death.

Now that the Mongolian army is not approaching here, he can finally retreat secretly in the valley.

So he shouted: “I would rather be a soldier of the Song Dynasty than the king of the barbarians.”

Ashu was furious, making people intensify the fire.

Mo Poor hid in the valley, and thick smoke was blown in.

The fire burned for a long time before the Mongolian army extinguished the fire and sent people in, and they found Mo Qiong’s body.

So far, a generation of gods and generals have been smoked and died in the Diaoyu City.

When the Mongolian army got his body, there was not a single wound on his body.

A Shu was startled, asked around, and learned that no one could hurt him on the battlefield, and his case of a hundred steps away is not in vain, there is no one in the world who can shoot against him.

When handing over short soldiers, a long spear is as sharp as a swimming dragon, and no one can get within two feet of it.

Therefore, he has experienced many battles but has never been injured. Even when he was forced to die in the lower valley of Diaoyu City, he stood at the mouth of the valley, and no one could kill him and injure him. In the end, he was only suffocated by smoke.

“There are such people under Lord Song’s command…” Ashu said infatuatedly.

Everyone hurriedly shouted: “Even if he is such a great general, the Lord of Song did not make him a commander. He sat in the city and instead patrolled and caught spies, so that he was alone in danger. It can be seen that the Lord of Song is stupid. The commander is wise and powerful, so kill him. Under the Diaoyu City, it can be seen that my destiny is in my Yuan Dynasty, and the number of people in Song Dynasty has been exhausted.”

“The commander-in-chief should have his body divided and his head sent to Diaoyu City, which will demoralize the city. People in Diaoyu City will inevitably be panic-stricken, and it will be broken in a short time.”

Ashu shook his head and said, “Bury it generously.”

He was shocked by his bravery and did not dare to hurt his body to vent his anger.

He even asked the great lama to chant scriptures to comfort his soul, wrapped his body in a coffin embroidered with scriptures, and buried him in Shushan.

Later, he realized that Diaoyu City was too difficult to attack, and it was enough to kill a general, so let’s wait for another opportunity, so he camped and rested, and stopped attacking the city.

When the news spread to the city, although it had been expected, another god would fall. The people who thought that the Song Dynasty would be able to restore the country were suddenly frustrated and realized that they had no help from God. It’s unbelievable, but it’s not God after all.

When Mo Qiong died, Emperor Hongguang felt great grief and posthumously named him Duke of the State, posthumously titled ‘Qionwu’.

Jiang Long, who had already been named the deputy envoy of the Privy Council and the commander of the capital in front of the temple, was deeply saddened when he heard the news.

“Mo Poor lived and died with me dozens of times, and now he died at the bottom of the city, and I was at the top of the city, so I couldn’t save him…” Jiang Long wailed and vomited blood and fainted.

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly sent him back to the mansion to rest.

Not long after, it was reported that Jiang Long became ill due to his embarrassment.

Several well-known doctors in the city could not cure him, and found that he had too many hidden injuries. At this moment, under the sadness and worry, his body collapsed in an instant, and he died many times within a few days.

Emperor Hongguang was in a hurry, and brought all the officials to see him, and said: God gave me three generals to protect the country. Now the three generals have gone to the second one. If the general loses again, who can help me restore the country.

Jiang Long said: “Since ancient times, there has been no one who achieved great success by relying on the bravery of a single general. Your Majesty wants to restore the country. UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com Zhang Shijie can help, hundreds of officials can help, and everyone in the city can help. If you want to recover Mountains and rivers can only be achieved if countless people in the world are willing to help, not me alone.”

“I am a commoner in Lantau Island. My lifelong ambition is to heal the sick and save the people. I will pass on the name of the doctor to the world. However, I didn’t expect the Shenzhou land to sink, so I had to join the army. Your majesty does not regard me as a general. I am very grateful. I wanted to heal the country for your majesty.” salvation……”

“However…the ambitions of today are not fulfilled…how can I die first…”

Emperor Hongguang burst into tears and said: “The general is my heart, how can the heavens bear to take it away? There are all famous doctors in the city here, and they will surely heal the general.”

Jiang Long said: “I am also good at medicine. Whenever I have pain since I was young, I used medicine to suppress it. Now that my life energy has been vented and my wounds burst out, I know that medicine and stones are useless… I have compiled a book of medical skills throughout my life. I hope your Majesty will pass it on to you.” The world, fulfill the ambition of the whole minister’s life.”

After all, Jiang Long handed down thirteen volumes of medical books, with rich pictures and texts, most of which were the art of knife opening and acupuncture, called surgery.

Emperor Hongguang cried: “The general is so skilled in medicine, why is he suffering so much?”

Jiang Long died and said: “Doctors can’t heal themselves…”

Afterwards, Jiang Long became seriously ill and fainted, and died that night.

Emperor Hongguang was heartbroken, and he ordered doctors to study this book, practice surgery, and establish military doctors in the three armies.

Jiang Long was also buried generously, and Jiang Long was posthumously named the Duke of the State, with the posthumous title of “Yiwu”.

The imperial court lost three big humerus bones in a row for two months, and the civil and military personnel in Diaoyu City were no longer able to plan a strategy to regain Shuzhong. They had originally thought of various ways to use the bravery of the generals, but they were all invalidated.

All of a sudden, the great ambitions aroused by the existence of the general disappeared because of the general’s fall like a meteor.

The only way is to close the city and stick to it, and separate one side to wait for the changes in the world.

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[End of this Chapter]