Blue and White Society Chapter 582: Painful

The location of Jiangcheng is Haifeng County in Guangdong Province. The anti-traveler provided the picture three months ago. The difference from the situation provided by the anti-traversalist is that it is now a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

It is now the first month of 1279, the last large-scale land anti-Yuan force here has been destroyed, and Wen Tianxiang has been captured alive.

When Jiang Cheng got up, he shrank his body instinctively, surrounded by a wilderness, scattered with the bones of many soldiers and civilians, the blood had already dried up.

It can be seen that these are the bones of sporadic defeated troops, and the traces on the scene show that they were all chased to death by cavalry.

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Jiangcheng trembled and looked left and right, and saw dust flying in the distance, a small group of Mongolian soldiers passed by, and the group of Mongolian soldiers had blood on their bodies, obviously killing many people.

They are all small stocks. Obviously, the Mongolian army is scattered in Caogu, and they are now gathering.

He suddenly felt his scalp tingle, and he burrowed into the pile of corpses.

But the other party didn't pass by him after all, and he disappeared after a while.

"It should be going to Yashan... Yes, armies from all over the world are gathering there, and Song Meng will fight a final battle."

Although the group of soldiers left, he did not relax. Jiangcheng knew that he was in a world where mountains and rivers were broken, and he needed to be extremely careful in his actions.

Although the Mongolian army was about to completely destroy the Southern Song Dynasty, the Mongolian army did not implement any appeasement policy, which also caused a huge rebound in various places. The Mongolian army basically fought all the way from the north to the south.

Anywhere you go, if you encounter resistance, regardless of the army or civilians, you will be slaughtered.

Only those who waited for the wind and surrendered were not slaughtered.

He is currently dressed as a scholar. After all, he is thin-skinned and tender, and he doesn't look like a farmer.

Although he does not study history, but studies biology, he still has a general understanding of the situation of the Mongolian Yuan south. Yashan was a naval battle of astonishing scale in history, he couldn't have known about it, he just wasn't sensitive to the year 1279. It's like talking about 1127 casually. Many people have no concept of this year at all.

Jiangcheng knew that the Mongolian army was not polite to scholars. When they conquered Changsha, Yuelu Academy was completely slaughtered.

Of course, if the southerners directly surrendered or expressed their obedience, there would still be a way out, but the problem is that Jiangcheng knew that he and the Mongolian army did not understand the language, not to mention the Mongolian army, he had a hard time communicating with the Han army .

In this case, even if he tried to let the enemy know that he was obedient, he might not be taken seriously.

"Why don't you cut off your tongue and pretend to be dumb?" Jiang Cheng looked at the broken knife on the ground, thinking that his heart would become ruthless.

But seeing the many rotten flesh and blood on the broken knife with uneven layers and various gaps, it makes people feel sick.

"No, no, no, I don't understand when I don't say it."

Jiang Cheng quickly dismissed the idea, and then discovered that he was dressed differently from the corpses around him.

Aside from the military uniform, there is not a small difference between him and the farmer's attire on the ground.

"By the way, I seem to have chosen the clothes of a scholar..." Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng hurriedly wanted to take off the clothes of a scholar. .

This kind of clothes is really not something you can wear casually, if you wear it in peacetime, you may cause trouble, not to mention that at this time, it's better for him to pretend to be a lower lipper.

"There are civilian clothes here, which are dirty and bloody. I will change into a disguise and pretend to be a refugee. The Mongolian army is mobilizing intensively and is busy converging. Seeing me alone, I think it will not embarrass me."

Jiang Cheng quickly went to pick off the clothes of the dead body on the ground, but at this moment, out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of billowing smoke and dust coming from behind.

"Fuck!"

It was too late for Jiang Cheng to lay down on the ground and pretend to be dead. The other party must have seen him, the only standing figure.

It's too late to take off the dead man's clothes, Jiang Cheng had a flash of inspiration, thinking that it's normal for the refugees to be displaced, and they can't even get a set of clothes.

While looking at the distance of the Mongolian cavalry, he couldn't see the other party's attire clearly, so the other party naturally still couldn't see his own attire clearly.

Jiang Cheng quickly took advantage of this time to take off his clothes, but after a long time, he couldn't untie his clothes except for taking off his boots and socks.

"Huh? Where did you take it off?"

He was so anxious that he was sweating, and it was very troublesome when he was wearing it, because it was winter here, and he was wearing a lot of layers, so he barely untied the outermost layer, which wasted a lot of time .

Seeing the Mongolian army approaching, Jiang Cheng realized that it was impossible to take off his clothes, because he could see his glaringly white skin when he rolled up his sleeves.

With his white body, thin skin and tender flesh, no one would even ask him if he is a dignitary in exile.

"Let's take one step at a time." Jiang Cheng smiled wryly, and simply tied his clothes again.

A small group of Mongolian cavalry had approached, and they saw him kneel down and stand beside the road with his hands raised high.

Jiang Cheng was short of breath, and knelt down and surrendered. Naturally, he knew that he would not escape.

Sure enough, he heard the ear-piercing laughter of the Mongolian army, and the horses passed by like the wind in front of him.

It really doesn't stop!

Jiang Cheng was pleasantly surprised, looking at the cavalry passing by in front of him, he only hoped that they would leave quickly.

However, after seven or eight rides in a row, a horse whip was thrown violently, hitting his face with a slap, causing him to crawl all over the ground in pain.

He heard a burst of laughter again, looking around, the Mongolian Yuan cavalry who beat him with a whip had already rushed past, it seemed that it was just a matter of course.

Then, seeing him writhing in pain, one of the cavalry at the end intentionally leaned his horse slightly and stepped over him.

But it was a temporary idea after all, and the horse's hoof only stepped on Jiang Cheng's leg.

Even so, the pain made him howl immediately, and he felt the horse's hoof sinking in, crushing the flesh and breaking the bones.

Jiangcheng was screaming in pain on the ground, but this team of cavalry didn't stop for a moment, as if they were in a hurry, coming and going like the wind.

Just gave him a whip and stomped on the horse's hoof, which made him feel so miserable here.

"Damn it! I hate you..." Jiang Cheng was sweating in pain, his hands tightly wrapped around his thighs, where blood had already soaked his trousers and the hem of his clothes.

He yelled loudly, no matter how unpleasant it was, it seemed that this would relieve the pain.

While scolding, he did not forget to bandage, he is quite proficient in some first aid measures, he was able to do it in high school, and even learned it systematically and passed the exam in college.

I saw that he quickly bandaged the legs with the clean cloth in the middle layer of the jacket, cut off the rags that were stuck to the flesh, and then cut two tattered skirt pieces to wrap them together , fix the bone.

After doing this, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and he was also tired from scolding, lying on the ground dizzy.

While resting, he thought about the next way out.

Being beaten up like this, he gritted his teeth, hated him so much, and at one point raised his 'great ambition' to exorcise the captives and save the world.

Through this time, he knew that most of the troops scattered in Guangdong Province were rushing to Yashan, and the commander of the Mongolian army summoned the main force to fight the final decisive battle with the Song army.

If not, it would be difficult for him to surrender just now. Although most of them have no intention of killing him, as long as one of them has it, that's enough, and they can kill him easily.

"However, in this decisive battle, the Song army will definitely lose..."

Jiangcheng knew that this was the golden age of the nomads. Even if Yashan won, it would be useless. And Meng Yuan sits on a vast land, not to mention losing this game, even if he loses a few more games, he will not be shaken. What can he do if he conquers Fusang and loses three games in a row?

He is lying here, his ambition just ignited, but it is crumbling again, no matter how he thinks about it, he feels that he can only be an obedient citizen.

Jiang Cheng was thinking wildly here, but he didn't notice that a huge number of pawns had appeared at some point and came to him in a mighty manner.

When he came back to his senses, the army was already in sight.

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