Chapter 594: Jiangcheng, the "Iron-Willed"

"It's bad! What should I do?"

He tried to pretend to be dead, but the leading soldier spoke to him.

It sounded clearly in Chinese, but he didn't understand.

Jiang Cheng could only pretend not to hear it, and closed his eyes hoping that the group of people would leave him alone.

Unfortunately, the other party seemed to know that he was not dead. Someone came over and poked his wound with his foot and said a few words.

Jiang Cheng had no choice but to open his eyes and kneel down again, but his leg injury was too painful, and he could not move for a while, so he could only half-support his body.

At first glance, wow, there was a long line of people, and there were many supplies escorted. I don't know how many people there were, but I felt that there were more than everyone in his university, and the flag officer had a "Li" character on his pole.

This was a Han army, but it was the Yuan army.

"He didn't do anything, and he was still talking to me. That's right, the Yuan-Han army generally wouldn't be idle and kill passers-by..."

"Maybe he can surrender, and it would be nice to be a farmer transporting supplies."

Jiang Cheng looked at the soldier, who held his weapon on his neck and kept talking, looking like he was questioning.

But Jiang Cheng didn't understand a word, and didn't dare to speak. He guessed that he was asking him if he wanted to surrender, so he nodded.

Then he regretted it. What if he was asked if he wanted to die? If he nodded, didn't that mean he wanted to die?

Fortunately, it wasn't. The soldier continued to hold his neck, didn't take him away, and didn't hurt him. Someone was talking not far away, and soon an officer came on horseback.

The officer stared at him coldly and cruelly, stood on his horse, and stared at him after saying a few words.

Jiang Cheng had a wooden face, and his heart was chilled. At this critical moment of life and death, the language barrier was simply a dog's wreck.

Dejected, he thought to himself that he was doomed.

Unexpectedly, seeing his dull eyes, discouraged heart, and silent, the officer's expression suddenly became complicated.

Then he suddenly whipped him with a whip, which made Jiang Cheng very painful.

"Fuck you! Here we go again!" Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth and almost cursed out loud.

But in order to survive, he still endured it and quickly used the facial paralysis method to restrain his hatred.

Who knew that his slight changes in expression were all seen by others, and then another series of whips came down.

Jiang Cheng closed his eyes and endured it, trembling with pain, and dared not resist.

He couldn't resist either, and now it was difficult for him to even stand up, what else could he do?

After being whipped several times, the officer stopped and said something loudly.

Jiang Cheng didn't dare to nod or shake his head, and simply looked at him with a flattering smile.

But he was in so much pain that the smile was deformed, and it was actually a smile on the surface, like a sneer, and a little grin.

Jiang Cheng also realized that his smile was not pretty, and his heart skipped a beat. He saw that the other party was really angry, and said another sentence in an extremely cold voice.

He could hear that there was a sense of ultimatum in the tone.

But should Jiang Cheng nod? Or shake his head?

Jiang Cheng looked at the officer, and the officer stared at him. One of them stood on the horse, and the other lay on the ground with his body on his side, with a knife on his neck.

Staring at each other, Jiang Cheng had no reaction: Brother, what are you talking about!

I really don’t understand!

The officer saw that he didn’t speak, and his ferocious look gradually faded, and he looked at him with a look of admiration and helplessness.

"What?" Jiang Cheng didn't know what this meant.

Then the soldier next to him swung his knife fiercely to chop off his head. Jiang Cheng couldn't avoid it, and stared at the knife blankly.

However, at this moment, the officer suddenly shouted and waved his hand to stop the soldier.

After that, he said a few more words, waved his hand and asked several soldiers to carry Jiang Cheng away, and he shook his head and rode forward.

"At this time, I was captured?"

"What does that mean?"

Jiang Cheng was confused and was carried to an ox cart and given a soft cushion.

Several soldiers also gave him some dry food and water. Not long after, a Mongolian doctor who might be a military doctor came to see his wound.

The Mongolian doctor saw that his wound was bandaged better than his own, and asked him in surprise, but seeing that he still didn't speak, he saluted and left.

"???" Jiang Cheng certainly didn't know what was going on, but he also realized that this was a bluff!

It seemed that there was some misunderstanding, and the officer was respectful to him instead.

"You are lucky, it seems that you don't need my help." A voice suddenly appeared in Jiang Cheng's heart.

Jiang Cheng was stunned, then realized it was Mo Qiong, and hurriedly said: "It's you! You can really speak in my heart!"

Mo Qiong said: "I came early and have been observing silently. I didn't disturb you when I saw you were fine."

"I..." Jiang Cheng's legs were broken and he said he was fine? I wanted to blame him, but then I thought, why should he blame Mo Qiong? He was a death row prisoner who came to do experiments. The other party had no obligation to protect him. Although he hoped that he would 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 said.

Mo Qiong smiled and said: "I know a little bit. You have a camera on you, but it's still inconvenient. You can communicate with me directly. You think about sending me what you see and hear in your mind, and I can observe directly from your first person perspective."

"Like this?" Jiang Cheng tried it.

Mo Qiong said: "Very good, just keep it like this. It seems that you are very safe..."

"What am I safe for! If we don't speak the language, I will be finished sooner or later. The better you treat me now, the more miserable I will die later!" Jiang Cheng said.

Mo Qiong said: "I understand. You are lucky. They mistook you for Zhao Mengxu."

"Who?" Jiang Cheng was at a loss.

Mo Qiong quickly explained the situation to him. At the beginning, the soldier saw that he was delicate and dressed like a scholar, so he thought he was a high-ranking official.

Because at that time, many armies were led by scholars, and when they were not wearing official uniforms or military uniforms, they would wear casual clothes.

And recently, while this unit was responsible for escorting things, it was also looking for the remaining forces of the Song army, mainly looking for the literati officers under Wen Tianxiang's account, and Zhao Mengxu was one of them.

"He was granted the title of Jinshi, and supported the militia to raise a detachment. When Wen Tianxiang opened the Dudu Mansion in Nanjian, he was appointed as a military advisor and deputy envoy of Jiangxi Recruiting and Suppressing, and was one of the military supervisors. Wen Tianxiang's entire army was wiped out in Wupoling, and most of his men died, but he ran away and disappeared."

"Just now, the soldier asked a few questions and you didn't say anything, but when he asked you if you were Zhao Mengxu, you nodded and admitted it."

After hearing what Mo Qiong said, Jiang Cheng was speechless.

"One of the military supervisors? Did I pretend to be a eunuch?" Jiang Cheng said.

"No, no, no, Zhao Mengxu is a member of the royal family." Mo Qiong said.

Jiang Cheng was shocked. Royal family, that means the royal family of Zhao. It seems that he has accepted this identity.

No wonder the other party didn't kill him. That's not right. He clearly wanted to kill him before, and he even waved his knife.

"What did the officer say later?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Mo Qiong said: "He is a general. He asked you to write a letter to persuade Zhang Shijie, who was commanding the Song army in Yashan, to surrender. As a result, you didn't say anything and looked discouraged. So he asked you to surrender and go to lobby Wen Tianxiang who had been captured, but you still didn't say anything..."

"I..." Jiang Cheng was dumbfounded.

Mo Qiong smiled and said: "Later, he was angry with your "disdainful" look, so he whipped you. As a result, you took it hard, and dared to look at him, and despised him with a sarcastic grin."

"I..." Jiang Cheng was confused.

Mo Qiong laughed and said, "He gave you an ultimatum, saying that if you don't speak, he will kill you now! But you looked at him with a wooden face and didn't say a word!"

"So he was impressed by your integrity, and his anger turned into admiration. Considering that you are a member of the Zhao family's branch clan, he planned to take you with him first, and when the battle is over, escort you to Dadu together with the little emperor and the harem who are now in Yashan."

Jiang Cheng's thoughts turned rapidly, and he knew how he survived. It was because of the language barrier that he was considered to be "disdainful of talking to the Tartars."

The other party didn't know that he didn't speak the language, and thought that he was discouraged and wanted to die for his country.

"It's still useless... This clan must be known by many people, and I can only deceive for a while. Later, my identity was exposed, and I died without a burial place." Jiang Cheng said bitterly.

Mo Qiong smiled and said, "You can live for a while. You must be fine before this army reaches Yashan."

"Try to avoid meeting other prisoners, such as Wen Tianxiang... He is now in the army of Zhang Hongfan, the commander of the Mongolian Army and the Hanyuan Army."

Jiang Cheng asked, "Will you help me escape?"

Mo Qiong said, "I will give you some support within this month, but it is only to help you survive, not for other purposes."

Jiang Cheng sighed, "Can you understand what they say, can you help me translate?"

"Yes, I will help you translate, including what you want to say, I can send you information through information." Mo Qiong said.

In this experiment, Jiang Cheng, as number one, must live for a month. The support includes some containment effects or derivatives, which can actually be given. This is what Mo Qiong did when he secretly helped the little witch Xina.

But the difference is that the Blue and White Society is only responsible for his survival, and does not care about anything else.

And it must be noted that he must not think of any abnormalities that violate nature. If we give him a translator konjac to eat, and he then unreasonably knows all languages, he is likely to think of more concepts that will disturb the accuracy of the test results.

So Mo Qiong will provide help, but it is all help that he can understand and think can be achieved by technology.

Jiangcheng is here to verify whether "being supported by the Blue and White Society" belongs to the variable they want to find. The second traverser can also be supported. The difference between Jiangcheng and No. 2 is that one has a D-level identity record, and the other is just a verbal agreement, and there is not even a D-level organization.

If the containment objects appear in the world of No. 1 Jiangcheng and No. 2. Then the traversal team is basically discouraged, which means that the Blue and White Society cannot clearly assign and help the traversers to do. Even if the variables are verified from other numbers, it is not very meaningful.

If No. 1 has a containment object, No. 2 is fine. That means it is a problem of D-level organization, which is easy to solve.

Finally, if No. 1 and No. 2 do not cause the containment era, that would be the best result, which means that as long as the traversers do not know about the situation related to the Blue and White Society and the containment, they can be kept in the dark to help and assign them to complete the task.

"I hope that the containment will not appear. If it does, then we can only put the last hope on No. 2."

Mo Qiong thought to himself, although this era is ancient, the information transmission is not developed.

But in fact, once the containment appears, as long as it is not too obscure, it will definitely cause a big commotion and be known to the world, because it is magical!

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P.S: Sorry for the D-level personnel's evolution through time and space, sorry for the D-level traversers.