Zhang Shijie's rage caused sword intent to surge into the heavens. The sand beneath his feet started to boil, and the dark clouds in the sky started to spin like a whirlpool.
At the same time, the divine sword also let out a soft hum, urging people to be courageous.
Zhang Hongfan's pupils constricted, and he knew that if he wanted to live, he had to use him as a hostage to beg Zhang Shijie to let him go.
"Heaven's will … Heaven's will …"
Although Zhang Hongfan was unwilling, this loss was a fact. What was more terrifying was that with the help of this god sword, the country's fate would be renewed, and Great Song was about to rise up once more!
"Let me go, and I won't hurt a single hair on him! I'll return it safely! "Zhang Hongfan said.
Zhang Shijie stared at Zhang Hongfan in rage, "Where is Prime Minister Wen?"
Zhang Hongfan's face changed, and he gritted his teeth as he placed a blade on Jiang Cheng's neck, "Wen Tianxiang was sent to Dadu three days ago!"
He had no choice, as he really sent him away. He felt that Wen Tianxiang was extremely loyal, and Kublai Khan decided to send him. In the Dadu Imperial Court, many Han people pleaded for Wen Tianxiang.
When he heard those words, Jiang Cheng's heart turned cold. Wen Tianxiang was sent away, but he remained in the army. The meaning of that was obvious.
After the Battle of Cliff Mountain ended, he would probably be secretly executed.
If not, he would have been sent away long ago. Why would he stay here to watch the battle?
In theory, if Wen Tianxiang went to Dadu, he would have a chance to live as long as he surrendered.
Jiang Cheng was here, but he had no chance at all. If not for the god sword descending from the heavens to help the Song army turn the situation around, Jiang Cheng would have been buried along with Great Song.
Thinking about this, Jiang Cheng broke out in cold sweat.
"Sent him away?" Zhang Shijie's face was really ugly.
"I really sent him to Dadu! I'm letting him live! " Zhang Hongfan said bitterly, "If you want to kill him, then kill him. Let's see if your sword, which is protected by the Zhao family ancestors, can kill a member of the imperial family!"
Mo Qiong exclaimed in shock, and he said in Jiang Cheng's heart, "This marshal is really smart. He is not using the power of the emperor to suppress him, but he is using the will of the heavens behind the sword to suppress him."
The Zhao Family had members all over the world. Even if Zhang Shijie seemed to want to support the Zhao Family, it was too unrealistic to say that Zhao Mengyi could force Zhang Shijie.
But Zhang Hongfan believed that Zhang Shijie had the power of this divine sword because of the help of the previous emperors. If Zhang Shijie used this divine sword to kill the descendants of the Zhao Clan, then the vast sword intent that had just received the help of the heavens would disappear.
Of course, Mo Qiong knew that this anomaly had nothing to do with his ancestors.
But in this day and age, the ancients believed in such things. Cliff Mountain was a land of death, and the Divine Prefecture had sunk to the last moment. Who would believe that this divine sword had nothing to do with the destiny of the Yan Han Emperor Song?
Zhang Hongfan didn't mean to say that, but he really thought so. Zhang Shijie naturally thought so too.
"Let him go! I'll let you go! "Zhang Shijie stabbed his sword into the ground, and the ground immediately cracked open by more than three feet.
He was confident. If it was before, he wouldn't let go of the most important commander of the Meng Army. But now, with the divine sword in hand and the protection of the Heavenly Queen Earth, he was filled with confidence. He didn't care about the enemy at all.
He thought about how he could counterattack and defeat the Meng Army. Then, he could proclaim the son of the imperial clan as the emperor. With the divine sword in hand, he could flatten the world and restore the mountains and rivers.
So what if he let Zhang Hongfan go?
Hearing that he agreed, Zhang Hongfan was overjoyed. He hurriedly said, "Retreat three feet away from me! Give me a horse! "
Zhang Shijie stood with his sword, looking majestic. He ordered someone to give him a horse and sneered, "You better run faster …"
Hearing this threat, Zhang Hongfan was shocked. He couldn't help but want to run with Jiang Cheng.
But in the end, he didn't dare to push his luck. He was afraid that Zhang Shijie would disregard everything and slash at him.
He only wanted to save his own life and didn't care about his dignity. He retreated and said, "If I return to Dadu, I'll persuade my master to return Song Tu …"
He led the horse and held Jiang Cheng hostage as he retreated. When he saw a deep kitchen, he pushed Jiang Cheng into it and rode the horse away.
He ran far away. Zhang Shijie chased after him and raised his sword.
Although the Sword Qi was only thirty feet long, the Sword Intent was unparalleled. Even from ten feet away, it still managed to send Zhang Hongfan and his horse flying.
Zhang Hongfan was frightened and didn't dare to look back. Seeing that he was fine, he quickly got on the horse and ran for his life.
Zhang Shijie laughed and said, "Tell your master that one day, the Song Iron Cavalry will break through Dadu and take his dog head!"
He let Zhang Hongfan go, and the Meng Army also ran in all directions. With this great victory, he staggered and looked back at the Cliff Mountain Sea Region with hundreds of thousands of corpses.
It wasn't that Zhang Shijie didn't want to chase, but he was too tired and his mouth was dry.
After so many battles, as the commander, he hadn't rested for many days. He racked his brains on how to force the Meng Army to retreat and give the Imperial Court a chance to breathe.
Now, the Heavenly Life God Sword had cleared everything. Under such a desperate situation, seventy people defeated twenty thousand Meng Army!
His body went soft and he knelt on the ground. He cried out, "Heaven's will doesn't end Emperor Song! Heaven's will doesn't end Emperor Song! "
Seeing him bawling, Jiang Cheng also pretended to cry at the side.
The seventy soldiers were also so tired that they were about to collapse. They knelt down in front of the corpses.
After they cried for a while, Zhang Shijie stood up and walked towards Jiang Cheng with his sword.
Jiang Cheng was so frightened that his legs were shaking. He felt that the person walking towards him wasn't a general but a sword emperor! In this world, there was only one person and one sword that could wipe out everything!
Unexpectedly, Zhang Shijie bowed solemnly and said, "The Meng Yuan Dynasty was immoral. Their cavalry invaded the south, broke into the capital, captured the Young Emperor, destroyed the counties, and tortured the people … Fortunately, heaven's will doesn't end Emperor Song. Shijie was protected by our ancestors and defeated the Meng Army in the final battle at Yashan. The Left Prime Minister and the late Emperor died for the country. Now that the Divine Prefecture is sinking, a new emperor should be appointed to save the country …"
"There was Meng Liang from the Imperial Court, who was handsome and generous. He was loyal and filial. In the face of a national crisis, he led the troops to rescue the Emperor. Under the command of Prime Minister Wen, he went to Shicheng and restored Ning County. With several auxiliary forces in one direction, there will be victories in every battle. I'm the deputy of the Privy Council. I know … "
Jiang Cheng was confused. He didn't know what he was talking about.
Then, he realized that he was talking about the real Zhao Meng Liang's achievements. Although Zhang Shijie had never seen him, he had received reports about him.
Zhang Shijie continued, "In the battle of Wuling Slope, the troops were defeated and captured by the pursuing troops. However, they were still loyal and righteous. They were often whipped and tortured by the bandits, but they didn't give in to the enemy …"
Mo Qiong translated one by one. The more Jiang Cheng heard, the more shocked he was.
Was he talking about him? He was often whipped and tortured by the bandits?
He looked at the whip marks on his face from when he had just crossed over. Then, he looked at his limping and injured thigh.
In the end, Zhang Shijie said excitedly, "Please don't complain about the simplicity. Quickly ascend the throne and raise the flag high. In order to be righteous, you can summon people to expel the Tartars and restore the country!"
Jiang Cheng was stunned. Then, he was so excited that he couldn't breathe properly.
"He asked me to … ascend the throne?"
Unexpectedly, Mo Qiong poured cold water on him. "Ask him to put the sword on the ground."
"You!" Jiang Cheng was shocked and said, "He will kill me! Even if he helps me ascend the throne, he will be Cao Cao. Can't I see that? He has the Divine Sword in his hand. It's like he has the Mandate of Heaven in his hands. I'm just a puppet. Asking him to put down the sword is the same as asking him to hand over the military power. He worships me as his master. If I take away his support, won't he kill me? "
"There are many members of the imperial family. If he kills me here, who would dare to say anything?"
Mo Qiong sighed. "Just do as I say. If you don't say anything, I will kill you now."
Jiang Cheng just remembered that if he didn't listen, the Space Administration would shoot him.
But at this time, he wasn't willing to listen to the Space Administration. This group of people didn't care about his life and death. He didn't believe that they could really kill him.
"I won't say anything! It wasn't easy for me 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 unexpectedly, Mo Qiong only said one sentence. "A puppet … has to know how to speak Chinese."
"This …" Jiang Cheng was shocked. Then, he cried in his heart.
Without the support of the Space Administration, he couldn't even speak. How could he be an emperor?
"Don't! Let me go. He will really kill me! "Jiang Cheng begged in his heart.
"Forget it. I will give you a chance to regret. I can pretend that you didn't sign the application form and send you back to be executed." Mo Qiong said.
"…" Jiang Cheng was in despair and could only agree.
He followed Mo Qiong's instructions and said, "Junior Tutor … is this divine sword really a gift from the ancestors of the Zhao family? Please let me take a look at it. "
Zhang Shijie was stunned. Many of the soldiers beside him were dissatisfied. Nothing had happened yet, and they were already afraid of the officials? The Zhao family were all heartless.
Jiang Cheng was very nervous. He quickly added, "I really just want to borrow …"
Before he could finish, Zhang Shijie took the divine sword and handed it to Jiang Cheng with both hands.
"…" Jiang Cheng was so touched that he cried and knelt down.
Seeing him kneel, Zhang Shijie quickly moved aside and said, "You don't have to do this. This sword is protected by the ancestors of the Zhao family. It is a divine weapon and should be held by you personally. Please take the national crisis as your priority. Use this sword to pacify the world and sweep away the Tatars to establish peace."
Jiang Cheng was really stunned. He had never seen such a straightforward person. He couldn't help but blurt out, "I will not let you down."
Good fellow, he really thought of himself as an emperor.
He knelt on the ground and reached for the sword with trembling hands. Zhang Shijie lowered his head to receive the sword and even kept his thumb. He was completely sincere.
"Stop, did I ask you to take the sword?" Mo Qiong suddenly shouted coldly.
"Ah?" Jiang Cheng was shocked.
"Let him stick the sword in the ground. I didn't ask you to move." Mo Qiong said.
Hearing Mo Qiong's words, Jiang Cheng understood. The Time Control Department was afraid of the power of the divine sword. They hoped that no one would hold it and then send someone to take the sword away.
Thinking of this, greed rose in Jiang Cheng's heart. If the divine sword was taken away, wouldn't he be courting death as an emperor?
On the other hand, if he got the divine sword, he would be invincible. Why would he be afraid of language barriers? He wouldn't have to live under someone else's roof anymore!
Therefore, Jiang Cheng didn't care about Mo Qiong's words and directly went to hold the sword.
"Swoosh!"
A bullet came out of nowhere and was about to pierce through Jiang Cheng's head. Unexpectedly, just as his skull cracked, a sword aura came out and knocked the bullet away!
At the same time, a woman suddenly appeared on Jiang Cheng's face. She grabbed Jiang Cheng's wrist and was about to let go.
However, Jiang Cheng had already held the sword. An unparalleled sword aura came and the divine sword made a loud sound. Just a sword wind was enough to knock the woman away.
Immediately after, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh. The members of the team of transmigrators appeared one after another.
However, just as they were about to subdue Jiang Cheng, they were frightened by the sword aura and didn't dare to attack. Instead, they retreated in horror.
Jiang Cheng held the divine sword in his hand and the sword aura was soul-stirring. There was a bullet hole in between his eyebrows like a third eye and blood was flowing out.
After Mo Qiong and Che Yun merged, he stood in front of Jiang Cheng and immediately experienced the feeling of facing the divine sword.
Only now did he know what kind of spirit it was that no one dared to resist! Mo Qiong suddenly had goosebumps all over his body. He felt that this was the first time he was in danger!
"If this sword comes down, I will die!"
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