Ever since Yu Xia, China had never fallen to such a state.
Generally speaking, when the capital was breached and the emperor was captured, the country would be destroyed and the remaining forces would issue a proclamation.
However, now, the surrendered emperor had repeatedly issued proclamations to the various regions to surrender. Yet, the various regions refused to listen and continued to resist. They would rather support the imperial clan and establish a regime in exile.
The Mongolian army massacred the cities along the way. The imperial court in exile retreated again and again. They had already retreated to the sea, but they still refused to surrender.
Unfortunately, no matter how unwilling they were, they could not control the rise and fall of the world.
When the emperor died, another emperor was installed. When the emperor died, another young emperor was installed.
Now that the young emperor was dead, Zhang Shijie did not want to give up. Even though he knew that Zhao Song could not be saved, he still wanted to break out of the encirclement and find another Zhao family to fight against the Yuan.
However, the rolling tides of the Cliff Mountain pushed him toward the enemy. This was the final will of the heavens, and it completely shattered his hope.
If this is the will of the heavens, what can I do?
This was the final moment of the Divine Prefecture's fall. The Song Dynasty could not be any more dead. However, the heavens changed! The divine weapon was born!
Zhang Shijie realized that he was not abandoned by the heavens. On the contrary, it was the will of the heavens that allowed him to wield the divine weapon and wipe out the enemy.
The sword in his hand changed on the spot. It was as if the heavens were helping it. Its majestic aura covered the mountains and rivers.
In such a desperate situation, how could Zhang Shijie not think? In an instant, the shadows of the previous emperors flashed across his mind. At this moment, he felt that he was not alone. Above the clouds, there must be the help of his ancestors and gods.
"Who can stop me!"
Zhang Shijie regained his senses and roared with his sword. The veins on his head bulged as if he had gone mad!
"Ahhhhh!" The dozens of soldiers behind him also roared hysterically. Their morale was skyrocketing.
"Kill!"
Zhang Shijie slashed down with his sword, and the dark clouds in the sky shattered on the spot! It was as if the sword intent alone was immensely powerful. The sword intent split the clouds and pierced through the horizon, causing a huge sword mark to appear on the thick dark clouds.
Boom!
The sword itself was only three feet long, but it released a sword aura that was three feet long. It directly cut down a warship in front of Zhang Shijie.
Huge waves surged out of the sea, pushing away countless boats. Thousands of battleships were pushed away, opening a path for them.
Dozens of Meng soldiers were blown away from the broken ship, and many more jumped into the sea and swam back to the shore.
But now that the tide was rising, the water was surging continuously. Many of the Meng soldiers who were not good at swimming dragged each other down and drowned like the Song soldiers who died for their country.
"Ahhh!"
"Run!"
"The Song army has the help of ghosts and gods!"
When had they ever seen Sword Qi? When had they ever seen such divine might?
With one sword, the clouds were split, the sea was split, and the boats were cut in half. It made everyone understand that this sword was not something that could be blocked by human strength! I will definitely die!
Countless Meng soldiers retreated while crying for their fathers and mothers. Some of them rode on the waves and rushed to the shore, while some jumped into the sea and drowned.
On the shore, on a high platform, the Mongolian Army's Marshal Zhang Hongfan's face was deathly pale as he looked at that figure with a dejected expression. With that sword in hand, he could split the heavens and split the seas, and he could not help but feel despair.
"The Kingdom of Zhao and Song has already perished. How can they receive divine help?"
"Isn't it the will of the heavens that will not end Yan Han?"
He looked at the Meng army in a daze. The invincible army that had once dominated the world was now like a defeated dog, throwing away their armor and scrambling to escape.
Their morale had fallen to a freezing point.
"I don't believe it! Dayuan swept the world and destroyed many countries. It should be the ruler of the world. How can it … how can it … "
Zhang Hongfan forcefully took in a deep breath and wanted to pull out his sword to give the order to reorganize the crumbling army.
However, the sword in his hand had only been pulled out three inches before it froze. He felt that under that sword intent, all swords would bow down!
With this sword before him, there would be no other sword in the world.
"How can I dare to pull out my sword in front of him?"
Zhang Hongfan was instantly horrified, and he felt like he was about to die!
He was so frightened that he immediately put the sword back into its sheath, and threw it away as if he had been electrocuted.
He saw the sword that was given to him by the emperor tremble on the ground. Then, with a crisp sound, it broke into two!
"The power of the God … God Sword is so strong?"
Zhang Hongfan could not help but tremble in fear.
He saw Zhang Shijie raise the God Sword again. He had already destroyed more than 400 Meng army ships and killed his way to the shore.
The moment the God Sword came ashore, the waves behind him rose high like a mountain. The wind in the sky swept away the clouds, and the sound of the wind and waves was like the cries of ghosts.
Zhang Shijie swept the sword across, and the air gave out a sound like it could not bear the pressure.
Luckily, the Sword Qi was only three feet long, and this sword only destroyed the camp on the shore. The Meng army ran too fast, and no one died.
However, the army was defeated like a landslide. There were many Meng soldiers who died from being trampled and killing each other. They were already panicking like dogs that had lost their homes.
Defeat! Defeated by one man and one sword.
"Marshal! Quickly run! " There were still some soldiers who had a conscience. At this moment of danger, they did not forget to pull Zhang Hongfan away and protect him in the chaos.
"Retreat … Retreat …" Zhang Hongfan let go of all his strength and allowed the soldiers to pull him away.
Zhang Shijie still had 70 or so Song soldiers by his side, and their morale was incredibly high. Even though they feared Zhang Shijie and kept their distance, because they were Zhang Shijie's subordinates, they did not run away in fear. Instead, they used this momentum to madly chase after the Meng army.
In this battle where the wind was blowing, these seventy odd men made it seem as if they were a magnificent army. They slaughtered their way through the Meng Army and killed countless enemies.
Zhang Shijie was also afraid of accidentally injuring his own men, so he did not wave his sword. He was only looking for Marshal Zhang Hongfan.
"Zhang Hongfan is over there! The one in the red robe is him! "A Song soldier saw him and shouted.
Zhang Shijie's hair and beard immediately stood on end. He raised his sword and looked around, his gaze searching the crowd.
Zhang Hongfan was so scared that he quickly took off his red robe and hid among the soldiers.
However, he was not Cao Cao, and his enemies were much more terrifying than Ma Chao.
"Brothers, get out of the way!" Seeing Zhang Hongfan, Zhang Shijie raised his sword and shouted, "Die!"
"Zhang Shijie! Zhao Mengliang is here, do you dare to kill a member of the imperial family? "
Zhang Shijie madly rushed forward a few steps, and was about to swing his sword. The distance between them was only three feet, and Zhang Hongfan's heart was terrified to the extreme. There was only one thought in his mind: If this sword comes down, I will definitely die!
Just as he was about to lose all hope, he saw Jiang Cheng being dragged away by the soldiers. He quickly rushed forward and pressed Jiang Cheng to the ground and used him as a hostage.
Jiang Cheng faced the sword aura and shivered. His heart turned cold.
When he saw the situation change, he wanted to escape with the defeated soldiers. When no one was looking for him, he wanted to sneak away.
He didn't expect that Zhang Hongfan would see it and use it to threaten Zhang Shijie.
Jiang Cheng thought to himself, "Isn't this nonsense? He has already become a deity! " "With a sword in hand, the world is mine." Why would he care about the imperial family?
He was also afraid and felt that he was going to be killed by the sword.
Unexpectedly, when Zhang Shijie heard his name, he was shocked, "Are you from the imperial family of Prefecture of He, the Jiangxi Governor's Office, Minister Wen's subordinate, Zhao Mengliang?"
Jiang Cheng looked at him, not knowing what he was talking about.
"He has never seen you before! I'll teach you what to say … "Mo Qiong was ready to descend, but this anomaly was too fierce. It would be best if he could deal with Zhang Shijie gently.
Zhang Shijie did not care and swept his sword over. It seemed that there was room for negotiation.
Jiang Cheng received the order and immediately said with a strange accent, "Meng Liang is dead. Junior Master, you don't have to care about me. The Prime Minister and I were defeated and captured. Junior Master, you should kill the commander and save the Prime Minister!"
After saying that, Jiang Cheng wanted to cry. "What do you mean I'm dead? I want to live!"
Zhang Shijie saw his agitated expression and thought that he was ready to die, so his accent changed.
He hesitated and did not release his sword. "The Crown Prince is unparalleled. I will ensure your safety!"
Then, he shouted at Zhang Hongfan, "The will of heaven is here to defeat you. Why don't you surrender?"
Jiang Cheng looked at Zhang Shijie in confusion. He thought to himself, "Is he really going to save me?"
"Loyal subject!" For the first time, Jiang Cheng felt that this kind of loyal subject was so cute.
With this divine sword, why would the Meng Yuan Dynasty and Zhao Song care about them?
But Zhang Shizhong cared. Even now, he still wanted to serve the Zhao family!
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