Blue and White Society

  Chapter 598 The biggest crisis in my life

   Zhang Shijie's anger sent his sword intent soaring 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.

   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...God..."

  Although Zhang Hongfan was not reconciled, it was a fact that he was defeated and lost. 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, I will not hurt a hair on him! Return it safely!" Zhang Hongfan said.

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

  Seeing Zhang Hongfan's complexion changed, 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 of Wen Tianxiang's loyalty and unparalleled loyalty, he escorted him to Kublai Khan to decide on his own. 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 in secret.

   Otherwise, I would have sent him away long ago. 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 and the divine sword from heaven to help the Song army turn defeat into victory, Jiangcheng would have been buried with Song at this moment.

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

   "Sent away?" Zhang Shijie looked 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 army marshal is so smart, he is not using 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 this divine sword because of the help of the previous emperors. If Zhang Shijie killed Zhao's descendants with the divine sword, Dingjiao's mighty sword spirit, which had just been assisted by heaven, would be wiped out.

  Of course, Mo Poor certainly knows that this containment has nothing to do with any ancestors.

  But these days, the ancients believed in this. At the last moment of Shenzhou Luchen, who died in a desperate situation on Yashan, this unprecedented change suddenly happened, saying that this Excalibur has nothing to do with Yan Han Huang Song's destiny, who would believe it?

  Zhang Hongfan didn’t mean to say this, but really thought so, and Zhang Shijie naturally thought so too.

   "Let me 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.

  I expected to fight back in Jedi, defeat the Mongolian army, and then enshrine the son of the clan as the 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 the rivers and mountains.

   What is it to get away with Zhang Hongfan?

  Hearing that he agreed, Zhang Hongfan was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "Get away from me for three feet 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 better run faster..."

  Hearing this threat, Zhang Hongfan was shocked, and couldn't help but want to run 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 definitely 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 a long way away, Zhang Shijie caught up a few steps, and raised his sword.

  Although the sword energy was only three feet high, the sword intent was unmatched, and even Zhang Hongfan and his horse were blown away from ten feet away.

  Zhang Hongfan was terrified and 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 Yuan Lord, in the future 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 has not been able to rest for several days, and he is trying his best to think about how to force the Mongolian army back, so as to leave a respite for the imperial court drifting to the sea.

  Like today's destiny sword, mighty Qingyi, teach him that in a desperate situation, more than 70 people broke through 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, Emperor Song! God's will never end, Emperor Song!"

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

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

  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 the person walking over was not some general, 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, Shijie was protected by the ancestors, In the decisive battle at Yashan, the Mongolian army was defeated, and Prime Minister Zuo died for the country with the former emperor. At this time when the land of Shenzhou is sinking, a new monarch 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 Zhao Mengyu's achievements. Although Zhang Shijie had never met him, he also received the report.

  Zhang Shijie continued: "In the Battle of Wulingpo, the soldiers were defeated and captured by the pursuers, but they still upheld integrity and were often whipped and abused by thieves and captives.

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

  Is this about me? I was often whipped and abused by thieves?

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

  Finally, Zhang Shijie excitedly said: "Please don't be too shabby for the officials, climb up the great treasure quickly, hold high the banner, use Ming Zhengshuo, call for people with lofty ideals to expel the Tartars, and restore the mountains and rivers!"

  Jiangcheng was sluggish, and then he was almost out of breath with excitement.

   "He asked me to...be enthroned?"

  Unexpectedly, Mo Poong then poured a basin of cold water: "Tell him to put the sword on the ground."

"You!" Jiang Cheng said in shock, "He will kill me! Even if he helped me ascend the throne, he would still 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 am just a puppet, what is the difference between asking him to put down his sword and forcing him to hand over his military power? He regards me as the master, and I will deprive him of his reliance, and he will not 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 will kill you now."

  Jiang Cheng just remembered that if he is disobedient, the Space-Time Administration will shoot him.

   But at this time, he is still willing to listen to the Space-Time Administration, and 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 finally managed to survive. Even if I become a puppet in the future, it will be a million times better than before. I..."

  He said this, but unexpectedly, Mo Poor only said one sentence: "The puppet... must also 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 a fart emperor.

   "Don't! Spare me. He will really kill me!" Jiang Cheng begged in his heart.

   "Forget it, I will give you a chance to regret it. I can send you back and shoot you as if you didn't sign the voluntary letter." Mo Poor said.

   "..." Jiang Cheng was desperate and had to agree.

  I saw him say according to Mo Poor's instructions: "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 for a moment, 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 hastily 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 has been protected by Zhao's ancestors. It is an artifact of destiny. It should be held by the officials. I also ask the officials to take the national crisis as the most important thing and hold the sword. Tranquilize the world, wipe out the Tartars, and bring about peace."

  Jiangcheng was really confused, he had never seen such an upright person, and couldn't help but blurted out: "I will never fail you."

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

  I saw him kneeling on the ground, reaching out for the sword tremblingly, but Zhang Shijie bowed his head and held the sword, putting 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, I won't let you move." Mo Poor said.

  Hearing what Mo Poor said, Jiang Cheng understood 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 gets the Excalibur, he will be invincible at that time, so why worry about the language barrier? No need to depend on others!

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

   "Phew!"

  A bullet fell out of thin air, and it was about to pierce 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, and was about 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 Jiangcheng, they were intimidated by the power of the sword, so they didn't dare to make a move, and instead retreated in horror.

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

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

   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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   p.s: Sorry for the evolution of D-level derivative analysis, sorry for the root algorithm. I can't think of how to evolve, I have thought about it for a long time...

  (end of this chapter)