For ten days in a row, the traversers No. 1, 2, and 3 were all safe.

As an Ottoman slave, No. 3 was alive and a small cog in the general attack on Constantinople, despite being tired and poorly fed, and often whipped.

No. 2 was the happiest, and I am afraid that none of the dead traversers would have imagined that the impoverished Tuqi village, which could not even afford to eat rice, was actually a paradise for traversers.

With his height and physical strength, in that ignorant and backward village, he was regarded as a mountain god, and there were sacrifices to eat.

Not only that, the natural ecology there is almost undeveloped, and the radius of ten miles is simply a ghost land, but there are two small villages, there are no roads, and I don't know what the outside world is like.

No. 2 made a trap and easily caught some mountain dogs and pheasants, and he ate them all over his face, but the villagers were even more in awe of him.

It turned out that it was surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the reason why it was so poor was that they hardly hunted in the mountains except for fishing.

When they are so poor, they still follow the vegetarian diet...... On the one hand, the nobles outside the mountain have banned it, and on the other hand, the monks also claim that the wild animals in the mountains are protected by the gods.

From bees to elks to pheasants, wild dogs, and wild foxes, they all follow gods and demons.

The only thing that doesn't have a god cover on it is a fish that doesn't exceed two catties.

They believed that if they went to hunt pheasants, they would provoke the revenge of the 'dog phoenix' and cause the house to catch fire......

And No. 2 is a mountain god in their eyes, so it's definitely okay to eat chicken.

As long as there is no fire, the 'godhead' of No. 2 in the eyes of this group of fools will become more and more stable, and vice versa...... In the event of a fire, the majesty of the mountain god of No. 2 will collapse in an instant, and the consequences of this obedient foolish people cannot be predicted......

After a brief exchange with No. 2, Mo Qian left him a photo of the communication between the paper and the grave.

Then the main energy was put on Jiangcheng's side.

Because the Battle of Yashan broke out.

On the sixth day of the second lunar month, Zhang Hongfan saw the Song army's iron cable and ship, so he followed Zhou Yu's example to attack Chibi, but the Song army was not a fool.

Zhang Shijie ordered the men to coat the warship with wet mud and prepare long wooden sticks on the ship to resist the fireships of the Mongolian army.

Zhang Hongfan saw that the fire attack could not work, so he mobilized a large number of return artillery and bombarded the Song warships with artillery.

By the time Jiangcheng was pressed to Yashan, the war had been going on for six days.

The two sides have engaged in broadside battles many times, killing and shouting to shake the sky!

In the bow and crossbow battle, the Song army still had room to fight back, but the white-knuckle battle of the handover of short soldiers was defeated and lost, and the losses were extremely heavy.

Jiang Cheng was escorted to a building ship, and he could see the fierce naval battle in the distance.

The Song army had warships one after another, and the number was ten times that of the Mongolian army, but under the recruitment system of the Song Dynasty, the army moved to the tun often with their families, and more than half of the 200,000 people were people.

In other words, the actual army was only a few tens of thousands, and in the face of 20,000 Mengyuan elite soldiers, they were killed and suffered heavy losses.

Almost every day, there is a big fight between the two sides, from sunrise to sunset, from high tide to low tide.

The number of floating corpses on the sea is increasing day by day, and they are washed ashore by the tide, and there are Mongolian troops, but most of them are Song troops.

It can be seen that the morale of the Song army is low, on the one hand, there is a shortage of supplies, and many soldiers have not drunk fresh water for several days...... If it hadn't been for the occasional rain, they would have died of thirst.

On the other hand, whoever is in this situation will not have good morale, and it will not be a battle against the water, but a battle on the water.

Up and down the Song army, everyone knows that in the land of Yashan, if you want to fight against Meng Yuan, it is tantamount to a fantasy.

The huge land in the south of the Yangtze River can't stop Meng Yuan's iron horse, not to mention the small cliff mountain. But at this moment, victory or defeat is no longer important, because defeat is decided, what matters is how to choose in the face of failure?

Zhang Shijie, the commander of the Song army, had already made a choice when he completely gave up the mobility of naval warfare.

He refused to surrender three times in a row, burned the letters, and beheaded the envoys.

Among them was the edict written by the captured Emperor Deyou, who was also burned by him.

Since Meng Yuan went south, the Southern Song Dynasty has changed three emperors one after another, one descended and one died, and one has just ascended the throne on the ship, the oldest is ten years old, and the youngest is only seven years old.

At this point, the state affairs are no longer fought for any emperor.

Maybe when it was time to say goodbye, the morale of the Song army would have collapsed long ago, and there were countless deserters.

But now that there is no way to retreat, they have all retreated to the sea, where else can they go? They can only fight to the death to draw an end to Zhao Song.

In the blink of an eye, in March, Jiang Cheng no longer cared about the battle situation, after all, he already knew the ending.

At first, when I saw this mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, I was touched in my heart, and my sorrow came from my heart. I put myself in the shoes of the 200,000 people, who are on the sea, with rocking boats under their feet, lacking water and food, and having no way to live, how desperate it is.

There is a sentence in the history book that there are 100,000 floating corpses, and Jiang Cheng saw it with his own eyes at this moment, so he knew what an unimaginable scene.

It's just because Mo Qian told him that the floating corpses on the sea these days are only seven or eight thousand. Only then did Jiang Cheng know that the scene in front of him that was equivalent to the visual impact of '100,000 floating corpses' was only created by thousands of people.

When all the 200,000 soldiers and civilians died, how terrifying the scene of 100,000 floating corpses was, until this way, he had an idea.

But later, for another ten days, seven or eight thousand floating corpses washed onto the shore every day, or fed fish and shrimp, he gradually became numb, and he only felt how lucky he was to stand on the side of the Mongolian army.

And unfortunately, he was found soon.

"What...... Let me write a letter to persuade me to surrender?" Jiang Cheng was brought to Zhang Hongfan by the Meng army, and when he heard Mo Qiao's translated words, he was not only nervous.

Originally, there was nothing to be nervous about, the Song army would be defeated, and he would write a surrender letter when he was captured, and it was important to save his life. Anyway, the last exiled court of the Southern Song Dynasty refused to surrender many times, and he was not the only one.

But it's good to die, there is an old man on this flagship, who is in good spirits, slim in green shirts, without losing his demeanor, standing between the officials on the left and right.

Mo Qian told Jiang Cheng: "As expected, this is Wen Tianxiang. ”

"Nima!" Jiang Cheng looked at Wen Tianxiang with a tense face, and the old man was also looking at him, with an unclear meaning of thought in his eyes.

There is no doubt that Wen Tianxiang must have recognized Zhao Mengqing, who is not only a clan, but also has been commanding troops under Wen Tianxiang not long ago. If you don't know it, you'll have a ghost!

I saw that Wen Tianxiang neither demolished him nor saluted him, and after looking at him for a while, he looked away vacantly.

"He doesn't demolish my ......," Jiang Cheng said secretly in his heart.

"Why are you exposed? I mistook your life, but let the Mongolian army continue to search for Zhao Mengqing, when he saw you, he knew that the real Zhao Mengqin had escaped, and at this point in state affairs, it is always good to leave a root for the clan. Mo Qian said.

As soon as Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he heard the officials on the left and right shouting at him.

Mo Qian translated: "They asked you to bow down to the coach." ”

Jiang Cheng caught a glimpse of Zhang Hongfan, the commander of the Mongolian army on the main seat, with a majestic face, and his knees were a little weak.

It can be seen that Wen Tianxiang next to him is calm and composed, but he looks at him with his eyes, and complains bitterly in his heart.

There is no doubt that Wen Tianxiang will not worship, this old man begging for death.

"Zhang Hongfan and even Kublai Khan respected Wen Tianxiang, and when they saw that he was used to resisting, they didn't care, but I don't know about you...... Maybe he deliberately killed you to force Wen Tianxiang. Mo Qian said.

“...... But it's not good for me to worship, if I kneel, and people look down on me, the other party will only insult me even harder. And maybe Wen Tianxiang was angry and debunked me. Jiang Cheng refused to bow down, his face was expressionless, and his heart was actually pounding, hoping that the other party would not be treated differently.

Fortunately, Zhang Hongfan didn't care about such a trivial matter, but asked him to write a letter of persuasion again.

At that time, Jiangcheng, as a clan, will not only not die, but will also spend the rest of his life as a prince.

This is a great thing for Jiang Cheng, an imposter...... He couldn't wait to write quickly, so that his life could not be saved, and although he was not free in the future, he could live well. For a condemned prisoner, this day is enough.

However, he was very sensible, and he found that Wen Tianxiang said: "From the clan to the army and the people, they all have the heart to repay the country with death.

As he spoke, he burst into tears, but he never looked at Jiang Cheng.

But outside the words, it was mentioned that the clan, the army and the people, to this point, are ready to repay the country with death. The country cannot be saved by itself from the fall, and it is also taught to give up serving the country with death and surrender to the enemy, how can this be?

After Mo Qian told Jiang Cheng, he immediately chuckled in his heart, knowing that if he dared to write, he would die in minutes.

"He regards integrity as more important than life, Zhang Hongfan forced him to write a letter of persuasion many times, but he refused, and finally wrote a "Crossing Zero Ding Yang" to Zhang Hongfan......" Mo Qian said.

"Of course I do...... When I was in middle school, I also memorized and dictated the full text...... "Jiang Cheng wants to cry without tears."

"He is staring at you now, if you insult the clan, he will expose you. Mo Qian said.

"This dead old man is so annoying! He won't let me write if he doesn't write, grass!" Jiang Cheng felt cool in his heart.

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