Chapter 598 The Biggest Crisis in Life

Zhang Shijie's anger soared into the sky with his sword. The beach under his feet was churning as if it were boiling, and the dark clouds in the sky were like whirlpools, spinning overhead.

While shouting angrily, the Divine Sword also let out a soft groan, which was terrifying.

Zhang Hongfan was so frightened that his pupils shrank, and he knew that if he wanted to survive, he could only use the person as a hostage to ask Zhang Shijie to let him go.

"God's will...God's will..."

Although Zhang Hongfan was very unwilling to do so, it was a fact that he was defeated. What was even more terrifying was what happened next. With the help of this divine sword, the fate of the country had been restored, and the Song Dynasty was about to make a comeback!

"Let me go, and I won't hurt him even a hair! Return him safely!" Zhang Hongfan said.

Zhang Shijie glared at Zhang Hongfan again and said, "Where is Prime Minister Wen!"

Zhang Hongfan's expression changed, he gritted his teeth, held a blade across Jiang Cheng's neck and said, "Wen Tianxiang was escorted to Dadu three days ago!"

He had no choice but to send him away because he was grateful for Wen Tianxiang's unparalleled loyalty and escorted him to Kublai Khan at his own discretion. In most of the imperial courts, there were many Han people interceding for Wen Tianxiang.

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng felt a chill in his heart. Wen Tianxiang was sent away, but he still stayed in the army. What this meant was clear.

After the war at Yashan ended, he was afraid that he would be executed secretly.

Otherwise, he would have been sent away long ago, so why bother watching the whole war here?

In theory, Wen Tianxiang still has a chance to go to Dadu, as long as he surrenders.

Jiang Cheng is here, but there is no chance of survival. If it hadn't been for a sudden change in the situation, and the divine sword descended from the sky to help the Song army turn defeat into victory, Jiang Cheng would have been buried with the Song Dynasty at this moment.

After thinking about this, Jiang Cheng broke into a cold sweat.

"Sent away?" Zhang Shijie looked ugly.

"I really sent him to Dadu! This is to save his life!" Zhang Hongfan said bitterly: "Kill if you want. Let's see if you can kill the clan with this sword protected by the ancestors of the Zhao family. son!"

Mo Qiong was surprised and said in Jiang Cheng's heart: "This Mongolian marshal is so smart. He is not using imperial power to suppress him, but using the 'God's will' behind the power of the sword to suppress him."

The Zhao family clan is spread all over the world. Even if Zhang Shijie seems to be planning to support the Zhao family at this moment, it is too unrealistic to say that Zhao Mengqin can force Zhang Shijie at this moment.

However, Zhang Hongfan believed that Zhang Shijie had the power of the divine sword because of the help of past emperors. If Zhang Shijie killed the descendants of the Zhao family with the divine sword, Dingjiao's mighty sword intention, which had just been helped by heaven, would be gone.

Of course, Mo Qiong knew that this contained object had nothing to do with any ancestors.

But these days, the ancients believed this. Yashan was in a desperate situation, and at the last moment of Shenzhou Luchen, an unprecedented change suddenly occurred. They said that this divine sword had nothing to do with the destiny of Emperor Yanhan and Song Dynasty. Who would believe it?

Zhang Hongfan didn't mean to say this, but he really thought so. Zhang Shijie naturally thought so too.

"Let him go! I'll let you go!" Zhang Shijie slammed his sword on the ground, and immediately the ground cracked more than three feet wide.

He is also confident. In other times, he would not have let go of the most important commander of the Mongolian army. But now with the divine sword in hand, the protection of the emperor, the queen, and the earth, he is filled with unparalleled confidence, and he does not even pay attention to the enemy. Inside.

It was expected that he would fight back, defeat the Mongolian army, and then proclaim his clan son as the emperor. He would raise his banner and command countless anti-Yuan warriors in the world, holding a divine sword that could level the world and restore the country.

What does it mean to escape Zhang Hongfan?

Hearing that he agreed, Zhang Hongfan was overjoyed and said quickly: "You should step back three feet from me first! Give me a horse!"

Zhang Shijie stood with his sword in his hand and looked majestic. He asked someone to give him a horse and sneered: "You'd better run faster..."

Hearing this threat, Zhang Hongfan was horrified and couldn't help but want to take Jiang Cheng and run away with him.

But in the end, he still didn't dare to push it too far, for fear that Zhang Shijie would strike with his sword regardless.

Now he only wants to save his own life, regardless of his dignity. He stepped back and said: "If I return to Dadu, I will definitely advise my lord to return the Song Dynasty..."

He was seen holding the horse, holding Jiang Cheng hostage and retreating continuously. When he saw the deep stove hole beside him, he pushed Jiang Cheng in and suddenly rode away on the horse.

He ran away in a hurry. Zhang Shijie caught up a few steps and raised his sword.

Although the sword energy was only three feet long, its sword intent was unparalleled. Even though it was ten feet away, it was able to knock Zhang Hongfan's men and horses flying.

Zhang Hongfan was frightened and did not dare to look back. Seeing that he was fine, he got on his horse and ran for his life.

Zhang Shijie laughed loudly from behind and said: "Tell the Lord Yuan that one day our Emperor Song's cavalry will conquer most of the capital and take his dog's head!"

He let Zhang Hongfan go, and the Mongolian troops fled in all directions. With this great victory, he staggered two steps, looked back at the sea area of ​​​​the cliff mountain with hundreds of thousands of corpses floating on it, and burst into tears.

It wasn't that Zhang Shijie didn't want to chase, he was just exhausted and his mouth was dry.

After a series of battles, as the coach, he had not been able to rest for several days, thinking desperately about how to push back the Mongolian army and leave a breathing space for the court who was living at sea.

Now, the Divine Sword of Destiny, powerful and clearing the barbarians, taught him how to defeat 20,000 Mongolian troops with more than 70 people in a desperate situation!

In the excitement of his mind, his body softened, and he knelt on the ground, crying to the sky: "God's will will never end the emperor's song! God's will will never end the emperor's song!"

Seeing him howling loudly, Jiang Cheng also pretended to cry at the side.

The seventy soldiers were so tired that they almost collapsed, and they knelt down in sorrow in front of the corpse floating on the sea.

Everyone cried for a while, and Zhang Shijie stood up and walked toward Jiangcheng with his sword in hand.

Jiang Cheng was so frightened that his calves were shaking. He felt that the person coming over was not a general, but a sword emperor! Between heaven and earth, only one person and one sword can level everything!

Unexpectedly, Zhang Shijie solemnly bowed and said: "The Meng Yuan Dynasty was immoral. Their cavalry invaded the south, destroyed the capital, captured the young emperor, destroyed the prefectures and counties, and abused the people... Fortunately, God's will has not stopped the officialdom, and Shijie has been protected by his ancestors. In the decisive battle at Yashan, the Mongolian army was defeated, but Prime Minister Zuo and his late emperor died for the country. At this time when the land of China is sinking, a new king should be established to preserve the country..."

"There is a clan member, Meng Qin, who is smart and handsome. He is generous in opinions, has strategies, and is loyal and filial to his wife. In the current national crisis, he raised troops to serve the king. He went to Shicheng and restored Ningdu County under the command of the governor Wen Chengxiang. He used several partial troops to fight against each other and won the battle. I hold the humble position of Deputy Privy Envoy, and I am well known..."

Jiang Cheng was confused, not knowing what he was talking about.

Then he realized that this was the real achievement of Zhao Mengqin. Although Zhang Shijie had never met him, he also received the report.

Zhang Shijie continued: "In the battle of Wulingpo, I was defeated and captured by the pursuers, but I still upheld integrity and was often whipped and abused by the bandits, but I still refused to succumb to the enemy's power..."

Mo Qiong translated them one by one, and the more Jiang Cheng listened, the more horrified he became.

Is this talking about me? I was often whipped and abused by thieves?

He looked at the whip marks on his face when he first crossed over, and then at his limping thigh that hadn't healed yet.

Finally, Zhang Shijie said excitedly: "Please don't be too shabby, please go to the big treasures quickly, hold high the flag, and use the Ming Dynasty to clarify the truth, call on the people with lofty ideals to expel the Tartars, and restore the mountains and rivers!"

Jiang Cheng was sluggish, and then he was so excited that he almost couldn't breathe.

"He called me...to ascend the throne?"

Unexpectedly, Mo Qiong then poured a basin of cold water on him: "Tell him to put the sword on the ground."

"You!" Jiang Cheng was shocked and said to himself: "He will kill me! Even if he helps me ascend the throne, he is still acting like Cao Cao. Can't I see it? He has the divine sword in his hand, which is equivalent to having destiny in his hand. I'm just a puppet. What's the difference between asking him to put down his sword and forcing him to hand over his military power? He regards me as his master, but if I take away his reliance, he won't kill me?"

"The clan is rich, but if he kills me here, who dares to say anything?"

Mo Qiong sighed: "Just do as you are told. If you don't say anything, I will kill you right now."

Jiang Cheng then remembered that if he disobeyed, the Space and Time Management Bureau would shoot him.

But how could he be willing to listen to the Space-Time Management Bureau at this time? This group of people didn't care about his life or death, so they didn't believe they could really kill him.

"I won't tell you! I finally survived. Even if I am a puppet from now on, it will be thousands of times better than before. I..."

He said this, but unexpectedly Mo Qiong only said one sentence: "The puppet... also needs to be able to speak Chinese."

"This..." Jiang Cheng was shocked, and then burst into tears.

Without the support of the Space-Time Management Bureau, he couldn't even speak and acted like a shitty emperor.

"Don't! Spare me. He will really kill me!" Jiang Cheng begged in his heart.

"Forget it, I'll give you a chance to regret it. I can pretend you didn't sign the volunteer form and send you back to be shot." Mo Qiong said.

"..." Jiang Cheng was desperate and had no choice but to agree.

He followed Mo Qiong's instructions and said, "Young Master...is this divine sword really given to you by the ancestors of my Zhao family? Please borrow it for a look."

Zhang Shijie was stunned, and many of the soldiers around him looked dissatisfied: Didn't this happen yet and they started to be afraid of the minister? The Zhao family is heartless.

Jiang Cheng was very nervous and quickly added: "It's really just a loan..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Shijie turned the sword over and held it to Jiang Cheng with both hands.

"..." Jiang Cheng was so moved that he cried and knelt down directly.

Seeing him kneeling down, Zhang Shijie quickly stepped away and said: "The officials don't have to do this. This sword has been protected by the ancestors of the Zhao family. It is a divine weapon of destiny. It should be held by the officials personally. Please also take the national crisis as a priority and hold the sword." To pacify the world, clear out the Tartars, and create peace."

Jiang Cheng was really confused. He had never seen such an upright person before. He couldn't help but blurt out: "I will never let you down."

Good guy, I really feel like my own emperor.

I saw him kneeling on the ground, reaching for the sword tremblingly, while Zhang Shijie lowered his head to hold the sword and put away his thumb, which was completely sincere.

"Stop, did I let you hold the sword?" Mo Qiong suddenly shouted coldly.

"Ah?" Jiang Cheng was surprised.

"Let him put the sword on the ground, I didn't let you move." Mo Qiong said.

Hearing what Mo Qiong said, Jiang Cheng understood clearly that the Space and Time Management Bureau was afraid of the power of the divine sword, so it hoped that no one would hold it, and then took the opportunity to send someone through to take the sword away.

Thinking of this, greed arose in Jiang Cheng's heart. If the divine sword were taken away, wouldn't he, the emperor, be looking for death?

On the other hand, if he gets the divine sword and becomes invincible, why should he be afraid of language barrier? No more relying on others!

As a result, Jiang Cheng ignored Mo Qiong's words and went straight to hold the sword.

"call out!"

A bullet came out of thin air and was about to pierce Jiang Cheng's head. Unexpectedly, as soon as his skull was broken, a sword energy came out and knocked the bullet away!

At the same time, a woman suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Cheng, holding Jiang Cheng's wrist with one hand and trying to make him let go.

But Jiang Cheng had already grasped the sword, and an unparalleled sword intent came over him. The divine sword roared loudly, and just a gust of sword wind knocked the woman away.

Then, swish, swish, members of the time traveler team appeared one after another.

However, just as they were about to subdue Jiang Cheng, they were intimidated by the power of the sword and did not dare to take action. Instead, they retreated in horror.

I saw the Jiangcheng Divine Sword in my hand, the sword's power was shocking, and there was a crater in the middle of my eyebrow, like a third eye, and blood was flowing out.

After Mo Qiong and Che Yun merged, they stood in front of Jiang Cheng and immediately experienced the feeling of facing the divine sword.

Only then did he realize how courageous he was! Mo Qiong's hair stood on end, and he felt that the greatest crisis in his life was at this moment!

"If this sword strikes, I will die!"

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ps: Sorry for the evolution of D-level derivative analysis, sorry for the root algorithm. I can't think of how it evolved, I thought about it for a long time...