Chapter 13 [Saving Wen Tianxiang]
At the end of the third year of Jingyan (1278), the right prime minister of the Great Song Dynasty, Shaobao, and Xinguo Gongwen Tianxiang were defeated in Wupoling and were executed to the camp of the Chaoyang Yuan army. Zhang Hongfan, the marshal of the Mongolian and Han armies, escorted him to Gushan and ordered him to repair a book to persuade Zhang Shijie to surrender. Wen Tianxiang's angry book "Crossing the Zero Ding Yang" is based on "Who has not died in life since ancient times, and left Dan to take care of the sweat and green" to Mingzhi.
Zhang Hongfan smiled and hid it, and then gave an order to launch the last battle to destroy the Song Dynasty. In front of the right prime minister of the Great Song Dynasty, 200,000 Song soldiers and civilians were wiped out, including the emperor and the soldiers.
There is nothing more cruel than destroying a person's hope. Seeing thousands of sails burning, the blue sea dyed, and the last line of the dynasty disappearing, this great Song loyal minister vomited blood and passed out on the spot.
After waking up, Wen Tianxiang, whose heart was like ashes, went on a hunger strike for eight days, and almost lost half his life. In view of Wen Tianxiang's prestige in the government and the opposition, Zhang Hongfan was bent on subduing this person, ordering him to take care of him, stay in the camp to recuperate, and then send him to Dadu after his health improved.
At the end of February, some heroes discovered that the Yuan army would escort Wen Tianxiang from the sea to Quanzhou, and then land and go north to Dadu by land. Because the main force of the Yuan army was making every effort to search and kill the Empress Dowager Yang and other Song royal families and the Song army commander Zhang Shijie, there were not many soldiers who sent Wen Tianxiang into Beijing, only three warships and about 1,000 soldiers.
As a result, the heroes of Jiangxi, Fujian, and Guangdong were ready to move when they heard the wind, intending to rob people halfway.
Originally, these heroes were fighting on their own, planning to wait for the opportunity to move when the escort ship arrived at their own territory. And Jiang Fenglie is like a thin thread, connecting a plate of scattered sand local heroes.
"Today, there are more than 8,000 heroes and 3,000 heroes assembled on standby, and the movement of the Yuan thief to send the ship is under control, just when the time comes, 8,000 heroes will go out and rescue Wen Shaobao in one fell swoop." The more Ma Nanchun spoke, the more excited he became, and his eyes became brighter and brighter, "At that time, we will find the Queen Mother, Zhang Shufu, re-establish the new master, and then find a place for Longxing to gather the soldiers of Lingnan." There are the queen mother and the new lord in charge, and there are Shaobao auxiliary ministers outside, and Zhang Shufu is in charge of the army. Da Song, there is a lot to do! ”
At this time, Ma Nanchun changed his depression and despair when he was first rescued. His face was full of red light, his eyes were shining, and he was supplemented by gestures from time to time, as if the Great Song Zhongxing was in front of him.
Jiang Fenglie did not stop Ma Nanchun from leaking secrets, his hand kept holding the hilt of the sword without letting go, and his eyes were fixed on Zhao Lie, until Ma Nanchun's mood slowly calmed down, and then he spoke leisurely: "Zhong Ping, since you have made your words clear, and you have also told you bluntly, this Zhao Yishi in your mouth has only two ways to go - one is the way to live, that is, to join us; The other one, I don't need to say it. ”
After Jiang Fenglie said this, the murderous aura in his eyes froze, and the sword came out of the sheath three inches.
Zhao Lie looked at Ma Nanchun, his eyes were full of pleading. Looking at Jiang Fenglie again, he suddenly asked, "Save Wen Tian...... Wen Shaobao's first merit, what reward can he get? ”
Jiang Fenglie said solemnly: "If Wen Shaobao can be rescued, the first meritorious person has nothing to ask for." ”
"What if you want a sea boat? At least five hundred warships. ”
"I'll give you two."
"It's over if you say no." Zhao Lie laughed, let go of the board machine, and opened his arms to show no hostility.
Zhao Hunt laughed, and the almost suffocating air in the cabin was relieved. Ma Nanchun took a long breath, and then realized that his back was wet, and the sea breeze was blowing, and it was cold.
It is true that Zhao Lie needs a sea boat, but the reason why he put down his gun is not because of the sea ship, but because of the big things planned by Jiang Fenglie and others.
This is indeed a big deal, save Wen Tianxiang! Listening to Zhao Lie's ears, it is tantamount to rolling thunder.
For more than 700 years, Wen Tianxiang has become the spiritual symbol of the Chinese nation and engraved in the hearts of the world. One Yue Wumu and one Wen Tianxiang are probably the two people who have the deepest impression of the Southern Song Dynasty for later generations. Yue Wumuying's soul died early, and he can only mourn it, but Wen Tianxiang is still alive, and he will be in front of him.
What should he do?
Although Zhao Lie didn't know what the plans of Jiang Fenglie and other heroes were, he knew exactly that Wen Tianxiang in history never escaped this time, and was escorted to Dadu, where he faced the persuasion of Emperor Kublai Khan several times, and did not surrender for several years, and finally gave up generously and left behind the "Song of Righteousness" that praised the ages.
So, no matter what, he couldn't turn his gun on these righteous men.
So, does he want to participate in this big event? Attend? Knowing that he is bound to fail, he will die if he doesn't do it well; Not participating? Not to mention that the battle with Jiang Fenglie is right in front of you, even if you can't pass the hurdle in your heart - an opportunity to save Wen Tianxiang is just around the corner, do you want to do it or not?!
It seems that he has no choice.
"Count me in." Zhao Liechong bowed his hand to the river and officially joined the house.
Jiang Fenglie let go of the hilt of his sword, and also laughed and stepped forward to pat Zhao Lie on the shoulder: "With Brother Zhao joining, it is like a tiger with wings, and the big thing has a few more chances of winning." Hahaha! Nodding secretly, his body is very strong, and his lower plate is also very stable. However, for him, there are such strong people. With the respect of the four high-ranking officials of the dynasty, he came all the way to visit a few civilians, but not to attract people to join the gang, what he wanted was not people, but sharp weapons.
Jiang Fenglie's gaze fell on the two exquisitely shaped strange iron tools around Zhao Lie's waist, and he smiled: "Could it be that this thing is ......"
Zhao Lie no longer concealed it, and patted the pistol on his waist: "Exactly." ”
Jiang Fenglie stared at the two pistols with interest for a long time, and said with a smile: "Can you allow Jiang to take a closer look?" ”
Zhao Lie thought about it, pulled out the black star, took off the magazine, and threw the empty gun at Jiang Fenglie: "Look." ”
Jiang Fenglie took it and checked it: "It's quite heavy." After playing with it for a while, he looked up and asked, "Is this thing used to launch hidden weapons?" ”
Hidden weapons? In terms of people's perception in this era, pistols are indeed similar to hidden weapons.
Zhao Lie nodded: "Almost." ”
"A hidden weapon with flames?"
"Almost."
Jiang Fenglie frowned, he had seen a lot of secret weapons, and some of them were even more elaborate than this. What sleeve arrows, hand crossbows, blow needles, etc., quite with the help of the power of machine springs, hurt people invisibly. But they are all gadgets that walk the rivers and lakes, and they are not as good as a big knife on the battlefield, and such things are also called sharp weapons?
Although he was skeptical, thinking of Ma Nanchun's solemn recommendation, Jiang Fenglie still believed it, threw the gun back at the moment, and said, "Can you show it?" ”
Zhao Lieyang took it, turned his head and asked Ma Nanchun: "Zhongping has guns and bullets, why didn't you show it to General Jiang earlier." ”
Ma Nanchun smiled, his smile was not lacking in cunning: "Six bullets can save six lives, and one shot is missing one life, do you think I should not show it?" ”
Zhao Liewan smiled and shook his head, what else could he say.
Ma Nanchun watched Zhao Lie press the magazine back to the grip, watched him turn off the insurance, watched him insert the gun back into his waist, and then heard him say: "I will participate in your operation, and you can assign me the most dangerous task." If you happen to be in time, then, I'll show you the true power of these weapons, as you wish. ”