Chapter 601: Prepare to Clean the Floor
Facing Gou Ye, Zhang Shijie still felt that his moves would be broken, but because he knew that this sword was kind, the feeling of "I will definitely die" was gone.
So when Zhang Shijie saw that the members had taken the magic sword and pinned the official to the ground, although he felt that it was useless to attack, he still forced his move, anyway, he would not die.
"Ha!"
Zhang Shijie picked up a piece of iron bone on the ground and smashed it at Gou Ye, even though Gou Ye was just a little girl now.
Gou Ye was slightly skinned, and the wound burst out sword energy, destroying the iron bone.
Seeing this, Zhang Shijie rushed over, hugged Gou Ye from behind, and tightly clamped Gou Ye's neck with his strong arms.
He was much taller than Gou Ye, and this time he directly lifted Gou Ye into the air. Gou Ye's two legs kicked Zhang Shijie's stomach continuously, but it was useless.
Zhang Shijie was hit by the sword energy, but nothing happened. His arms were tightly around Gou Ye. If he wanted to force him away, he would have to tear off his hands.
Therefore, this body-protecting sword energy not only did not hurt Zhang Shijie, but instead gave Zhang Shijie a huge external force, making the force he used to strangle Gou Ye's neck far exceed his own.
If Gou Ye did not release the sword now, he would not be able to do anything to him.
Mo Qiong immediately jumped up and grabbed Zhang Shijie's shoulder. With his clever strength, his entire arm was numb.
With a strong push, Zhang Shijie fell to the ground and even slid several feet.
He shouted in despair: "Who are you! Who are you!"
The anti-Yuan event had just taken a turn for the better, and now a group of people appeared to interfere. Without the magic sword, what could they use to resist the Yuan?
He wanted to call these people Tartars, but he saw with his own eyes that these people appeared out of thin air, and they were dressed in black combat uniforms, and their clothes were slim and weird, and they didn't look like Tartars.
Mo Qiong was well prepared and said loudly: "We are Mohists."
Zhang Shijie was stunned when he heard this. Of course, he knew about Mohists. It was a violent organization in the pre-Qin period. It was chivalrous and righteous, good at defending cities and making weapons. Since Confucianism was the only doctrine, it was regarded as a minor sect and gradually disappeared.
"Is Mohist so powerful?" Zhang Shijie was at a loss.
At this time, the benefits of a "small account" appeared.
Although the Blue and White Society refused to change its name, the words "Blue and White" were given meaning by countless members.
But at this time, Mo Qiong told Zhang Shijie that "shelters", "Blue and White members", and "suppressing abnormal things" would probably only confuse others and make them nonsense.
It is better to give the other party an identity that can be understood first, and then slowly change.
Now this place has become a shelter world. There is no doubt that the Blue and White Society will establish a shelter base here, but this is also a feudal and backward world. It is difficult to expect the country of this era to recognize the shelter business.
They will regard abnormalities as the power of ghosts and gods, and abuse them very fanatically.
The nobles of this era dared to do all kinds of inhumane things for some fictitious legends. Especially in the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, the practice of burying people alive with the dead was extremely bad. After Genghis Khan died, forty beauties and horses were killed for burial, and everyone they met on the way to the funeral was killed. Until the final burial, more than 20,000 people were killed.
This is only recorded in history books. Under the secret burial, how many unknown cruel secret methods and evil sacrifices were used to guard the spirits and protect the spirits, which is probably beyond the reach of the tomb of King Xian in Ghost Blowing Lamp.
Can burying people alive with the dead really bring them company in the underworld or benefits in the next life? No, at least there is no way to prove it.
Even if they did so, it is conceivable that if there is something that can give people mysterious power before they die, how crazy they would be.
In the future, the earth will still have advanced rule of law and education, but people's hearts in this era are wild, and their greed will be more blind than the international world of the future earth, especially when the order of the Southern Song Dynasty collapsed, the Mongol Yuan Dynasty unified the world, and the golden age of nomadic peoples was the most fanatical era of crushing the truth with fists.
It is wishful thinking to expect such a ruling class to care about the cost. If they care about social stability, there won't be so many natural disasters, man-made disasters and peasant uprisings. They only care about the stability of their own rule, not the stability of society.
So the harm of the shelter itself, in their eyes, is probably far less than the members holding the shelter and saying: I will beat those who are not harmonious!
But according to the shelter regulations, they cannot let the shelter be clearly known to the world, and must cover it up.
If it can't be covered up, either seal the memory or absorb it as a peripheral.
Normally, it would be enough to directly hypnotize them to seal the memory of the magic sword, but this time it won't work, because more than 10,000 Mengjun soldiers of the magic sword have also seen it. Not only that, when it expands infinitely later, more people will feel the power of the magic sword.
Zhang Hongfan's defeat was so tragic that he had to shirk responsibility and must have publicized the existence of the magic sword. Of course, he couldn't publicize it publicly, that would be asking for beheading. But it is very likely that the news would be spread to everyone in secret to divert the emperor's blame for his defeat.
Therefore, it is impossible to say that the magic sword never appeared. We can only blur the magic sword as much as possible and turn the magic sword that appeared in Zhang Shijie's miraculous victory into a kind of political propaganda, which was deliberately fabricated by the authorities in order to maintain the legal system.
Even if people of this era firmly believe it, it will become a legend among the people after one or two generations. People who study this period of history in the future will regard this as luck: at the last moment, the Song army relied on the sudden deterioration of weather and even a tsunami to turn defeat into victory. At that time, people thought that the Song army had divine help, and then their morale collapsed and they were defeated miserably at Yashan.
Created a miraculous victory comparable to "Han Guangwu's destiny, meteorites fell from the sky, causing two thousand righteous troops to defeat four hundred thousand new troops".
Who knows the real situation?
Han Guangwu's meteorites fell from the sky in the front, and Zhang Shijie's tsunami drove the enemy back, so what? This will not affect the progress of society and civilization.
Therefore, Zhang Shijie and the seventy Song soldiers must not only not die, but also must not forget this victory. They need to make the best of a bad situation and continue the anti-Yuan cause with the title of "God's help" and "Jedi counterattack". And help the Blue and White Society guide public opinion, give the world the most authoritative statement as a party involved, and leave the most favorable record for future generations in history books.
As for restoring history, the Blue and White Society is not so idle. Only things that have happened are called history, and things that have not happened are called possibilities.
The so-called defeat of the Song army at Yashan is their earth's business, and has nothing to do with this earth.
"My Mohist school has never disappeared, but has only developed quietly in the dark. We do not serve the king, but only study the principles of the natural changes of things. This sword is not harmonious. Things like this should be restricted by Mohism and cannot be used."
"This sword is a gift from heaven. What do you want to do by taking it away?" Although Zhang Shijie was knocked to the ground, he was righteous.
Everyone was very troubled. It was difficult to explain what a containment object was to such a stubborn person. It was irrelevant. Zhang Shijie was not curious about why this sword was not harmonious, and he did not even ask. It can be seen that no matter what Mo Qiong said, he only thought that he wanted to take away this sword.
But the fact is indeed so. Anyway, the sword is to be taken away in the end, so there is no need to talk nonsense.
Mo Qiong had no choice but to say, "We want this sword, what do you want to do?"
"..." Zhang Shijie laughed bitterly and said, "Has the Mo family surrendered to the Tartars? If you want to kill the emperor, you should go over my body first."
He picked up the Mongolian scimitar on the ground, and at the same time, seventy soldiers lined up with guns to protect him and Jiang Cheng.
He knew that this group of people were as powerful as ghosts and gods, and they were also determined to protect Jiang Cheng, which moved Jiang Cheng badly.
"No, we won't kill him, on the contrary, he is our man. Just now, he was confused by the magic sword, and we helped him sober up... He still wants to thank us, right? Zhao Mengxu?" Mo Qiong said.
Zhang Shijie was stunned and looked at Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng realized that this group of people from the Space-Time Administration Bureau were lying when they called themselves the Mo family.
But he couldn't expose them, because after the magic sword was taken away, he was beaten back to his original form. According to his behavior, this group of people could take his life at any time. And he also knew that Zhang Shijie was definitely not a match for this group of people.
Jiang Cheng wanted to admit it immediately after hearing what Mo Qiong said, and help the Blue and White Society to cover up the lie.
But he could only nod desperately because of the language barrier.
Mo Qiong saw this and flicked his finger, suddenly wrapped an object in the air with Best Metal, and at the same time mentally connected Jiang Cheng to open his mouth.
Then he saw an object suddenly fall into his mouth, which was the translation konjac.
This thing was not given to him before, in order to prevent Jiang Cheng from realizing that this was not something that technology could achieve. After all, this thing could even translate new languages created temporarily by others, which was completely inconsistent with the principle of scientific database translation.
It doesn't matter now, the world has entered the era of containment.
After being secretly told about the effect of the translation konjac, Jiang Cheng was stunned at first, and then said: "That's right! I have always been a disciple of the Mohist School! It was not tolerated by the gentry, so I concealed it deeply."
Zhang Shijie was confused. As far as he knew, Zhao Mengyu was a typical literati, but now he personally admitted that he pretended to convert, but was actually a Mohist in secret.
Oh my god, the royal family of the Song Dynasty, the current official is a Mohist, how can the literati and officials of the court feel embarrassed.
But he didn't care much, he was not a literati, he was born a soldier, and he relied on his military merits to become the deputy envoy of the current privy council.
As for the "literati and officials of the court", those who should surrender surrendered, and those who should die died.
Right Prime Minister Wen Tianxiang was captured, and Left Prime Minister Lu Xiufu jumped into the sea. Now, in the exiled court, there are only him and seventy soldiers, plus a newly established official.
He recognized Jiang Cheng as the emperor, and Jiang Cheng was the emperor.
At this point in the national crisis, who cares about Confucianism and Mohism, as long as the mountains and rivers can be restored.
"What do you want?" Zhang Shijie was a little confused about the purpose of this group of people.
Adams said: "If you join the Mohist School, we will protect you from extinction. We don't care whether the Southern Song Dynasty perishes or not, but you seventy two people will become the peripheral organization of the Mohist School."
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