"Oh no! What should I do? What should I do? "
He wanted to pretend to be dead, but one of the soldiers at the front spoke to him.
It sounded like Chinese, but he couldn't understand it.
Jiang Cheng could only pretend that he didn't hear it. He closed his eyes and hoped that this group of people would leave him alone.
Unfortunately, the other party seemed to know that he was not dead. Someone walked over and poked his wound with his foot and said a few words.
Jiang Cheng was helpless. He opened his eyes and wanted to kneel again, but his leg was too painful. He couldn't move for a while and could only support his body.
He took a look and saw a long line of people escorting many supplies. He didn't know how many people there were, but he felt that there were more than all the people in his university. The flag officer had the word "Li" on his pole.
This was a Han army, but it was the Yuan army.
"They didn't do anything and even talked to me. Oh right, the Yuan Han army wouldn't kill passersby for no reason …"
"Maybe I can join them and become a farmer transporting supplies."
Jiang Cheng looked at the soldier. The soldier held a weapon to his neck and kept talking. It looked like he was questioning him.
However, Jiang Cheng didn't understand a word and didn't dare to speak. He guessed that they were asking him if he wanted to surrender, so he nodded.
Then, he regretted it. What if they asked him if he wanted to die? If he nodded, wouldn't he say that he wanted to die?
Fortunately, that wasn't the case. The soldier continued to hold his neck and didn't take him away or hurt him. Someone spoke not far away. Soon, an officer came over on his horse.
The officer stared at him coldly and fiercely. He stood on his horse and stared at him after saying a few words.
Jiang Cheng's face was blank, and his heart was cold. At this critical moment of life and death, he couldn't speak the language.
He was disheartened and thought that he was dead meat.
Unexpectedly, the officer's expression became complicated when he saw that Jiang Cheng was disheartened and didn't speak.
Then, he suddenly whipped him, causing Jiang Cheng to be in great pain.
"F * ck you! Again! "Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth and almost cursed out loud.
However, in order to survive, he endured it and quickly used the Facial Paralysis Technique to suppress his hatred.
Unexpectedly, the subtle change in his expression was seen by the officer. Then, a series of whips came down on him.
Jiang Cheng closed his eyes and endured it. He was in so much pain that his body trembled, but he didn't dare to resist.
He couldn't resist, and even standing up was difficult. What else could he do?
After being whipped a few times, the officer stopped and said something loudly.
Jiang Cheng didn't dare to nod or shake his head. He simply looked at him with a fawning smile.
However, the pain pierced his heart, and his smile changed. It was actually a fake smile, as if he was mocking and ridiculing her, and also a bit of a sinister smile.
Jiang Cheng also realized that his smile wasn't very nice. His heart skipped a beat, and he saw that the other party was really angry. He said another sentence in an extremely cold voice.
He could hear that there was an ultimatum in his tone.
But should Jiang Cheng nod his head? Or should he shake his head?
Jiang Cheng looked at the officer, and the officer glared back at him. One of them was standing on the horse, while the other was lying on the ground with a knife at his neck.
Jiang Cheng had no reaction as they stared at each other. Brother, what are you talking about?
I really don't understand!
Seeing that he didn't speak, the officer's ferocious expression gradually faded, and he looked at him with admiration and helplessness.
"Huh?" Jiang Cheng didn't know what this meant.
Then, the soldier beside him waved his knife, wanting to cut off his head. How could Jiang Cheng dodge? He watched in a daze as the knife chopped down.
However, at this moment, the officer suddenly shouted and waved his hand to stop the soldier.
Then, he said a few more words and waved his hand to let a few soldiers carry Jiang Cheng away. He shook his head and rode his horse forward.
"Now, you've captured me?"
"What does this mean?"
Jiang Cheng was confused. He was carried to an ox cart and given a soft cushion.
A few soldiers even gave him some dry food and water. Not long after, a Mongolian doctor who might be a military doctor came to treat his wounds.
The Mongolian doctor saw that his wounds were bandaged better than his and asked him in shock. However, seeing that he still didn't speak, he bowed and left.
"???" Of course, Jiang Cheng didn't know what was going on, but he also realized that he had gotten away with it!
There seemed to be some kind of misunderstanding, and the officer was even more respectful to him.
"You're quite lucky. Looks like you don't need my help." A voice suddenly appeared in Jiang Cheng's heart.
Jiang Cheng was stunned. Then, he realized that it was Mo Qiong. He quickly said, "It's you! You can really speak in my heart! "
Mo Qiong said, "I've been here for a long time. I've been observing silently. Seeing that you're fine, I didn't disturb you."
"I …" Jiang Cheng's legs were broken. How could he be fine? He wanted to scold him, but then he thought about it. What right did he have to scold Mo Qiong? He was a death row prisoner who came here for an experiment. Mo Qiong had no obligation to protect him. Although he hoped that he could live for more than a month, he had already said that he would only provide limited help.
"Do you know what happened just now?" Jiang Cheng asked.
Mo Qiong smiled. "I know a little. You have a camera on you, but it's still inconvenient. You can communicate with me directly. You can tell me what you see and hear in your heart. I can observe directly from your first person."
"Like this?" Jiang Cheng tried.
Mo Qiong said, "Very good. Just keep it like this. Looks like you're very safe … "
"How am I safe! I don't speak the language. I'll die sooner or later. The better you treat me now, the worse I'll die later! "Jiang Cheng said.
Mo Qiong said, "I understand. You're quite lucky. They think you're Zhao Mengkuang."
"Who?" Jiang Cheng was confused.
Mo Qiong quickly explained the situation to him. At the start, the soldier thought that he was a high-ranking official when he saw his soft skin and scholarly attire.
This was because most of the army was led by scholars. When they were not wearing official attire or military uniform, they would also wear casual clothes.
Moreover, it just so happened that while this troop was in charge of escorting goods, they were also looking for the remnants of the Song army. They were mainly looking for the literati officers under Wen Tianxiang's command. Zhao Mengkuang was one of them.
"He was given the rank of a scholar and was given a militia to form a side division. When Wen Tianxiang opened the Commander-In-Chief's Office in Nanjian, he submitted a memorial to discuss military matters. He was the deputy envoy of the Jiangxi Punitive Expedition and was one of the supervisors. Wen Tianxiang's army at Wupo Ridge was wiped out. Most of his subordinates died. However, he escaped and no one knows where he went. "
"When the soldier asked you a few questions, you didn't answer. However, when he asked if you were Zhao Mengkuang, you nodded and admitted it."
Hearing Mo Qiong's words, Jiang Cheng was speechless.
"One of the supervisors? I pretended to be a eunuch? "Jiang Cheng asked.
"No, no, no. Zhao Mengkuang is a member of the imperial clan," Mo Qiong said.
Jiang Cheng was alarmed. Wasn't that the imperial clan's Zhao family? It seemed that he had acknowledged such an identity.
It was no wonder the other party did not kill him. That was not right. Previously, the other party had wanted to kill him and had even brandished his saber.
"What did that officer say after that?" Jiang Cheng asked.
Mo Qiong said, "He is a general. He wanted you to write a letter to Cliff Mountain's commander, Zhang Shijie, to persuade him to surrender. In the end, you did not say anything and even looked disheartened. Hence, he wanted you to surrender and went to persuade the captured Wen Tianxiang. However, you still did not say anything … "
"I …" Jiang Cheng was dumbfounded.
Mo Qiong smiled and said, "Later, he was angered by your 'disdainful' attitude, so he whipped you. In the end, you endured it and even dared to look him in the eye. You even mocked him and looked down on him. "
"I …" Jiang Cheng was dumbfounded.
Mo Qiong smiled and said, "He gave you an ultimatum. He said that if you did not speak, he would kill you now! In the end, you looked at him blankly and did not say anything! "
"As a result, he was convinced by your moral integrity, and his anger turned to admiration. In addition, considering that you are a member of the Zhao family's branch imperial family, he planned to take you with him first. When the battle is over, he will escort you to the capital together with the little Emperor and the people of the imperial harem who are currently on the cliff."
Jiang Cheng's thoughts turned quickly. Only now did he know how he managed to survive. It was because of a language barrier that he was not willing to speak to the Tatars.
How would the other party know that he was not able to speak the language? They thought that he was disheartened and wanted to die for his country.
"It is still useless … many people definitely know this imperial family member. I can only fool them for a while. After my identity is exposed, I will die without a burial ground. "Jiang Cheng said bitterly.
Mo Qiong smiled and said, "Live for as long as you can. Before this army reaches Cliff Mountain, you will definitely be fine."
"Think of a way to avoid meeting the other prisoners. For example, Wen Tianxiang … he is in the Mongolian army and the Han Yuan army commander Zhang Hongfan's army."
Jiang Cheng asked, "Will you help me escape?"
Mo Qiong said, "Within this month, I will give you some support. However, it is only to help you survive. I will not be responsible for other purposes."
Jiang Cheng sighed and said, "You can understand what they are saying. Can you help me translate?"
"Yes, I can help you translate. I can also transmit to you what you want to say through information sensing." Mo Qiong said.
In this experiment, Jiang Cheng, as number one, had to survive for a month. The support included some anomalies or derivatives. Actually, it could be given. Back then, Mo Qiong secretly helped the little witch Hina.
However, the difference was that the Lan Bai Society was only responsible for his survival.
Furthermore, he had to be careful not to let him think of any abnormalities that went against nature. If he ate a translation Konjac directly and then unreasonably understood all languages, he might think of some concepts that would disturb the accuracy of the experiment results.
Therefore, Mo Qiong would provide help. However, it was all help that he could understand and felt that technology could achieve.
Jiang Cheng's purpose here was to verify whether or not 'being supported by the Lan Bai Society' was the variable they were looking for. Transmigrator number two could also be supported. The only difference between Jiang Cheng and number two was that one had a D-class identity on file, while the other only had a verbal agreement that didn't even have a D-class establishment.
If anomalies appeared in both Jiang Cheng and number two's worlds. Then the transmigrator team would be disheartened. This meant that the Lan Bai Society couldn't clearly assign or help the transmigrators with anything. Even if they could verify the variable from the other transmigrators, it wouldn't mean much.
If number one had an anomaly, then number two would be fine. This meant that it was a D-class establishment problem, which was easy to solve.
Finally, if number one and number two didn't cause an anomaly era, then that would be the best result. This meant that as long as the transmigrators didn't know about the Lan Bai Society's anomaly related situation, they could help and assign them to complete their mission without knowing anything.
"Let's hope that no anomalies appear. If they do, then we can only place our last hope on number two."
Mo Qiong silently thought. This era might be ancient, where information transmission wasn't very developed.
However, as soon as an anomaly appeared, as long as it wasn't too obscure, it would definitely cause a huge commotion and become known to the world. Because it was mystical!
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