Jiang Cheng quickly thought of how to say it. He asked Mo Qiong to translate what he wanted to say into his current pronunciation and send it to him.
Jiang Cheng acted emotional to cover up the awkwardness in his accent.
He bowed to Wen Tianxiang and said generously, "Prime Minister, you have shown your loyalty and filial piety! I have learned from you, and the country has fallen to such a state. As a member of the Imperial Family, I deserve to die. How can you humiliate me? "
"I … I will repay the country with my death … Wuwuwuwu …"
As he said that, Jiang Cheng felt sad and tears covered his face.
My position as a Marquis!
He really cried. The moment he said those words, he did not know whether Wen Tianxiang would die or not. Anyways, he would not be able to live for long …
Although he and Wen Tianxiang were treated with respect, in truth, their lives were in the hands of that person in Dadu. Zhang Hongfan just did not want to make a decision.
Apart from the emperor and officials who surrendered when Lin 'an fell, the officials, generals, and members of the Imperial Family who were captured were all killed.
Even Emperor Deyou, who surrendered, was sent to Tibet and died of illness.
Wen Tianxiang and the others were also sent to Dadu to be killed. Not to mention him. As a member of the Imperial Family, if he did not take some blame, he would not be able to live.
When the Battle of Yashan ended and the South Song Dynasty fell, a small member of the Imperial Family like him would have no value and would die.
Furthermore, he was not a member of the Imperial Family!
Jiang Cheng was clear that he could not lose his identity as a member of the Imperial Family. This was because once they found out that he was not a member of the Imperial Family, he would die immediately.
Between dying in the future and dying immediately, Jiang Cheng could only choose the former …
As such, he and Wen Tianxiang both cried here.
Wen Tianxiang cried for the world and knew that he was hopeless.
Jiang Cheng was crying for himself … He had already eaten the medicine to show his integrity. He would be fine during the battle, but once the Battle of Yashan ended, he would die.
Zhang Hongfan did not care, as if he knew that this would happen.
After a few words of consolation and pity for Wen Tianxiang, he allowed them to take their seats.
As for Jiang Cheng, he did not say a single word. It was like he did not matter at all.
Thinking about it, Wen Tianxiang was someone that the Meng Yuan Dynasty wanted. If he could change his attitude and serve the Emperor like how he served the Song Dynasty, he would not lose his position.
However, Zhao Mengyi was a member of the imperial clan. Regardless of whether he surrendered or not, they would not use him.
At the banquet, Jiang Cheng ate and drank to his heart's content. He was thinking about when to take advantage of the chaos to escape. Wen Tianxiang, on the other hand, was dull and did not drink a single drop of water.
"After the Battle of Cliff Mountain, I'm definitely dead. If I don't die here, I'll die in Dadu," Jiang Cheng thought to himself.
"As long as you don't expose your identity, you can still live through this month. If you are sent to the capital, you will live even longer. Perhaps half a year." Mo Qiong said.
"Can't you help me escape? I can hide my identity and be a villager in the mountains, "Jiang Chengqiu said.
Mo Qiong refused, "You should have been executed. Living for a few more months as a member of the Imperial Clan is already a huge gain."
"If you want to continue living, you can only rely on yourself. If I help you, it's no different from pardoning you."
Jiang Cheng was at his wit's end. No matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't think of a way to escape from this tent.
Every day, he was only allowed to watch the battle from the top of the ship. He was not even allowed to get close to the ship's pole. He was not even given the chance to jump into the sea.
He did not have to worry about food and water, but he could forget about running away.
Seeing the Song Army's situation deteriorate, Jiang Cheng felt very anxious. When the Song Army was completely defeated, he would be dead for sure.
At this moment, Jiang Cheng actually really wanted the Song Army to persist. If they persisted, he could continue living here with good food and water.
However, that day would eventually come.
The weather above this Heavenly Cliff Mountain was terrible. Bolts of lightning tore through the thick dark clouds, crackling above the mountain. Strong winds howled, and heavy rain poured down.
When Zhang Hongfan saw this heavy rain, he finally lost his patience and decided to launch the final attack.
It turned out that the scattered battles over the past few days were just to wear down the Song Army's will.
In the end, Zhang Hongfan only had twenty thousand Meng soldiers. Many of them were not good at naval battles. If he forcefully destroyed the Song Army, he would suffer heavy losses.
Naturally, it would be best if he could win without fighting.
The Song Army lacked water and food. They were also tied to the ships with iron chains. Every time the Meng Army retreated, the Song Army could not give chase. They could only passively take a beating.
Zhang Hongfan thought to himself, Even if they endure, they will die.
However, the heavens were not on their side. Every time the Song Army reached a desperate situation, there would be a heavy rain. With the rain, the Song Army could last for a few more days.
As a result, this sea battle, which they were sure to win, went on for more than twenty days. This included the truce, which lasted for one month.
On this day, when Zhang Hongfan saw another heavy rain, he became furious and did not dare to delay. The emperor of the capital was still waiting for him to report the good news of destroying the Southern Song imperial court. How could Zhang Hongfan drag this out?
Finally, the Meng Army pressed forward, and the final attack began.
Zhang Hongfan's navy attacked the Song Army head-on. Then, they used sackcloth to cover the ships that had been built in advance and buried in ambush. Then, they beat the drum as the signal to attack. The various ambushing soldiers carried their shields and laid low, approaching the Song Army's ships under the rain of arrows. When the ships of the two armies approached, the Meng Army beat their drums and retreated. They broke through seven Song Army ships in a row, looking unstoppable.
The battle lasted for several hours. Shouts of killing shook the sky. A bloody mist covered the ships and below.
The Meng Army took advantage of the rising tide to disembark from behind, attacking from the front and back. Furthermore, the Song Army soldiers had already floated on the sea for many days. They had difficulty replenishing themselves, and their physical strength was extremely weak. Facing enemies from the front and back, many of them died.
Zhang Shijie knew that the situation was hopeless. Thinking about protecting the emperor, he headed to the middle of the army and tried to break out with the seven year old Huai Di.
However, Lu Xiufu refused. He did not care about the cries of his wife and son, and he pushed them into the ocean one by one.
He then said to the little emperor, "Since the country matters have reached such a stage, Your Majesty should die for the country. Emperor Deyou has been humiliated enough. Your Majesty should not be humiliated anymore."
After saying that, he did not wait for the emperor to reply. He did not care about the cries of the little emperor as he carried him and jumped into the cold ocean.
Many people saw this scene. The emperor died, and the last flag of Zhao Song fell.
When the remaining hundred thousand soldiers and soldiers received news of the emperor's death, they jumped into the ocean to die for the country.
All of a sudden, the Cliff Mountain Ocean Region had a hundred thousand floating corpses.
Jiang Cheng was affected by the atmosphere and cried out loud.
At this moment, only the commander of the Song Army, Zhang Shijie, led sixteen ships to break out. After he broke out, he received news of the little emperor's death.
At the same time, because the soldiers and soldiers jumped into the ocean to die for the country, the Meng Army had no one to stop them. Furthermore, it was high tide. His small boat was pushed back by the waves and charged towards the Meng Army.
Zhang Shijie laughed bitterly and allowed the waves to push him towards the enemy. He pointed his sword at the sky and said, "I have done my best for the Zhao Family. When one emperor died, another was established. Who knew that he would die again? I am still alive because I want the enemy to retreat and not establish the Zhao Family. If today's wind and waves are like this, is it the will of the heavens? "
After saying that, he was so sad that he wanted to jump into the ocean to commit suicide. The rest of the soldiers were also sad and wanted to die with him.
However, at this moment, Zhang Shijie's sword suddenly shone brightly. A sword shadow pierced through the sky, breaking through the dark clouds and revealing the sun.
The sunlight seeped through the hole in the clouds, making the sword light even more mysterious.
At the same time, an indescribable supreme sword intent swept through the Cliff Mountain Sea Region.
The Meng Army was stunned and looked at the sword light in disbelief.
Not to mention them, even Zhang Shijie himself was stunned. The remaining soldiers under him could not help but kneel down under the blinding sword light.
The battlefield that was filled with intense pain and sorrow just a moment ago became deathly silent.
Only the surging waves of the sea were left, accompanied by the howling of the sea breeze.
"What is this!" Jiang Cheng did not care about anything else and screamed in despair.
With his shout, the Meng Army was also in an uproar.
The 10,000 or so Mongolian soldiers looked at Zhang Shijie in fear, and they felt as if they were facing a god's might. They immediately threw away their weapons and tried to run.
The rising waves pushed Zhang Shijie and the broken ship behind him forward. Zhang Shijie's ship was like a hot knife through butter as it smashed into the Meng Army.
No one in the Meng Army dared to step forward with their staffs and no one dared to shoot an arrow.
Zhang Shijie was stunned. He was about to jump into the ocean to commit suicide when such an unbelievable change happened. He could not come back to his senses.
However, he quickly came back to his senses. He held his sword and stood upright. He felt that at this moment, he was the only one in the world.
At this moment when the country was about to fall and the Divine Prefecture was about to sink, the situation changed! An indescribable sense of supreme confidence filled his heart. It was as if the heavens were supporting him while the earth was supporting him from below.
Zhang Shijie had an indescribable feeling that the heavens were on his side.
Looking at the sword again, the supreme sword intent soared into the sky. It could split the clouds and split the sea!
At that moment, Zhang Shijie stood at the bow of the ship and rode the waves. He felt that there were only four words in his heart!
"I am invincible!"
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