Blue and White Society

  Chapter 602 Go to Fishing City

   "Nonsense!" Zhang Shijie absolutely disagreed.

   But Jiang Cheng said: "Young Fu, in order to restore the country, why not bear it for a while?"

   "The officials let you be a puppet!" Zhang Shijie never compromised. He would rather take Jiang Cheng to jump into the sea now than be a puppet of the Mohists.

Mo Poor hurriedly said: "You misunderstood, we don't interfere with your governance of the country, and we don't even care about restoring the country. The seventy-two of you have the ability to restore the country by yourself, we just want you to be responsible for releasing some 'official rhetoric'. "

  Jiang Cheng was taken aback, that's all?

   "What qualifications do we have as what official?"

Mo Poor said: "You are the emperor, that's enough. Zhang Shijie thinks you are the emperor, all the anti-Yuan people in the future will think you are the emperor, and Kublai Khan will also think you are the emperor. What you say represents the people who have not yet perished. Da Song."

   "You emperor, even if you don't have a state or a county, even if you can't even control a street, you still belong to the regime in exile."

  Jiangcheng was speechless for a moment, Nima, I am worse than Nanming.

  The great flag of the emperor is very important.

   Regardless of the fall of mountains and rivers, when the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty swept across the south of the Yangtze River, Zhang Shijie, Li Tingzhi, Lu Xiufu and others disrespected the emperor's orders and forcibly resisted.

   That's because the emperor who gave them the order has surrendered. In fact, they still respect the emperor very much and respect orthodoxy. As long as there is still breath left, any clan will be recruited at random, and this orthodoxy must be continued.

   It's very contradictory, but it's the truth. There is really no other way for Lu Xiufu to take the little emperor to jump into the sea.

  In another earth, after the Southern Song Dynasty was completely wiped out, the anti-Yuan forces everywhere were quickly quelled because the flag fell down.

  Words of Yashan's defeat spread, 100,000 scholars in Zhejiang and Jiang committed suicide, and 50,000 in Fujian. The hearts of many people in various places were extinguished, and they gave up resistance so far.

   Now that Yashan has won, the situation suddenly changed suddenly, and the anti-Yuan cause will intensify in the future. Although it is no different from hitting a stone with an egg, as long as Jiangcheng survives, the Southern Song Dynasty will not perish completely.

  Whoever rules the world, the Blue and White Society has no control, and will not help them restore the country. But Yashan won because of the factors contained in it, and they must round up the follow-up public opinion.

  Jiang Cheng and Zhang Shijie will spread the 'truth' of Yashan as survivors.

   On the surface, he is the emperor, but in fact he is a D-class personnel. Even if Zhang Shijie doesn't admit it, it doesn't matter, don't force him to be a peripheral member, because his loyalty to Jiangcheng itself is enough.

  Of course, if they really have the ability, they will restore the country by themselves, and the Lanbai Society has nothing to say.

"The destiny is yours. At the time of the desperate situation on the cliff, the young emperor died for his country, and a hundred thousand soldiers and civilians threw themselves into the sea. The sky was shaken, and the sky suddenly changed. The squall and rain disrupted the Mongolian army fleet, and the tsunami hit and rushed across the Mongolian army. Marshal Zhang Shijie of the Song Army led only 70 men, drew his sword and took advantage of the wind to rush into the enemy's formation, fought **** battles, took advantage of the situation to conceal and kill, and beheaded dozens of people in a row. The Mongolian army thought that Zhang Shijie had divine help, so their morale collapsed."

   "Zhang Shijie defeated the Mongolian army by 20,000 people and fled for 30 miles!"

  After hearing what Mo Poor and Adams said, Zhang Shijie looked at a loss.

  What's the trouble? Is there any difference between the cliff-mountain desperate situation that shakes the heavens and the earth, causing the sword of destiny, and causing the tsunami of destiny?

   Then he thought, there is still a difference, the tsunami is a one-off, but the Excalibur is not.

  With the magic sword, the Song army can fight back all the way, gather more and more, morale is like a rainbow, and drive out the Tartars.

  But the tsunami only allowed Yashan to win this time, Meng Yuan was harmless, and the seventy of them could be wiped out overnight.

   But what's the use of this, it's just deceiving yourself, the Mongolian army knows it.

"You want to take away the Excalibur, so you want to use my mouth to cover up the Excalibur? It's useless! The 10,000 Mongolian troops have already brought the news out. Meng Yuan still knows the power of the Excalibur, and will still come to find it. I'm looking for you." Zhang Shijie said: "The only way is to raise the banner high, gather righteous men, and wield the power of the divine sword to wipe out the Tartars and restore our lands and rivers."

"No, no, we are not trying to cover up that the Excalibur is in our hands. You can just say so, and it has nothing to do with the contradictions in the records of the Mongolian army. If future generations can't see the Excalibur, they will naturally believe you selectively. " Mo Poor said.

   "As for now, they come to us and come to find it. Since the Excalibur is contained, there is no possibility of handing it over."

  Hearing this, Jiang Cheng began to calculate.

  He found himself the link between this group of people and Zhang Shijie.

   Clan is not surprising, he is even fake. But Zhang Shijie has already regarded him as the emperor. As far as this guy's character is concerned, unless he dies, he will not change.

   And he is a death row inmate, this group of people can execute themselves at any time, this is clearly written in the travel agreement.

   Correspondingly, since they respect the agreement so much, as long as they are obedient, they will definitely not bother to find a local aborigine to do things for them.

  Adams has already made it very clear that they are going to establish an organization called Mohism here. Of course, this organization has existed for a long time in name.

But as a time traveler, he knows that this group of people has no foundation here. Now that they want to guide public opinion, and say that there will be similar things in the future, they must "hold ink", so there is no doubt that they must Support a force.

  The survivors on the Yashan side, Zhang Shijie and others who have seen and used the Excalibur, are undoubtedly the best candidates.

   Zhang Shijie had a hard time accepting such a thing, he would rather die in battle.

   But Jiangcheng is willing, as long as he can live, he doesn't care about being a Mohist secretly.

  Zhang Shijie didn't even admit that their regime was an outlying organization, but in actual actions, he had to listen to Jiangcheng.

   "But why do they say that it doesn't matter whether the Southern Song Dynasty is dead or not? Isn't it the best choice to support a country?" Jiang Cheng wondered.

  He asked this question, and Mo Poor said: "We will not help you restore your country. Our power is only used to contain things like Excalibur. You can understand that helping you restore your country violates the principle."

  Jiangcheng is depressed, what do you mean? His peripheral organization is a heaven and earth society?

   "But we don't have the Excalibur, and we won't even survive tomorrow!" Zhang Shijie said coldly, he didn't understand, so he didn't care why the Mohists were like this, he only knew that Jiangcheng must be kept alive and the mountains and rivers should be regained.

   "Our Mohism's mechanism skills have reached an unimaginable level. If you want to resist Yuan, you can improve your firearms. There is no need to rely on this sword." Mo Poor said.

   After speaking, he waved his hand and shot, and the bullet passed by Zhang Shijie's ear.

  Zhang Shijie looked solemn, looking at the iron lump on Mo Poor's hand, he felt that this blow was stronger than a crossbow, but he didn't connect this thing with their muskets.

  He saw this group of people fighting, their strength was like ghosts and gods, and he dared to attack the holder of the Excalibur, breaking the myth that the Excalibur was invincible.

  What does this have to do with magic tricks? Could it be that the flying black iron is the legendary wooden kite? Just improved into an iron kite?

   "You provide us with this?" Zhang Shijie said.

   "We only provide knowledge." Mo Poor said.

  Jiangcheng wants to cry but has no tears. Come on, there are seventy-two of them, and they don’t fart. Giving them knowledge is useless.

   "Aren't you really going to help us fight for every city and place? The world is so big that there is no room for us!" Jiang Cheng said speechlessly.

   "You still have a place to stand." Mo Poor said.

  Jiang Cheng and Zhang Shijie were stunned, where? The whole country has fallen.

   "Don't tell me it's the sea!" Jiang Cheng said anxiously.

   Mo Qiong rolled his eyes and said, "Diaoyu City."

  The two were astonished, Zhang Shijie thought for a while, but Jiang Cheng said in surprise: "Diaoyu City is still guarding?"

  Mo Qiong smiled and said: "Of course! Diaoyu City surrendered after the news that the Song army was wiped out in the Yashan naval battle spread, on the condition that the people in the city would not be hurt."

"In other words, the victory of Yashan will allow Diaoyu City to continue to defend. They have defended the city alone for thirty-six years. As long as you are still alive, they will continue to defend... If you defend for another eighty-seven years, Daming will come It's..."

  Jiangcheng's eyes lit up, Diaoyucheng, yes, there is still a place to hold on to.

   It is easy to have a place, which is the foundation of one's life.

   "But how do we get there? It's thousands of miles away!"

  Mo Poor picked up a spear and said, "We will **** you there, in a form acceptable to history books."

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   p.s: Sorry. This is certainly not the best choice, but novels.

  (end of this chapter)