At the end of the third year of Jingyan (1278), Wen Tianxiang, the right prime minister of the Song Dynasty, Shaobao and Xinguo Duke, was defeated by Wupoling and was taken to the camp of the Yuan army in Chaoyang. Zhang Hongfan, the marshal of the capital of the Mongolian and Han army, took him to Yashan and ordered him to write a book to persuade Zhang Shijie to surrender. Wen Tianxiang wrote "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" in anger, saying that "everyone has died since ancient times, leaving his loyalty to shine in history" to show his ambition.

Zhang Hongfan smiled and hid it, and then issued an order to launch the last battle to destroy Song. In front of the right prime minister of the Song Dynasty, he destroyed the Song army, from the emperor to the soldiers and other 200,000 Song soldiers and civilians.

There is nothing more cruel than the hope of destroying a person. Witnessing the thousands of sails burned, the blue sea was dyed, and the final journey was destroyed, the Song Zhongxiang vomited blood and fainted on the spot.

After waking up, Wen Tianxiang, who was ashamed, went on a hunger strike for eight days and almost half his life was lost. Given Wen Tianxiang's reputation in the court and the country, Zhang Hongfan was determined to subdue this person, ordered people to take good care of him, stay in the camp to rest, and wait until his health improved before sending him to Dadu.

At the end of February, a hero discovered that the Yuan army was escorting Wen Tianxiang from sea to Quanzhou, and then landed on the shore to Dadu northward. At this time, the main force of the Yuan army was searching and killing the Song royal family and the Song army commander Zhang Shijie, so there were not many soldiers sent Wen Tianxiang to Beijing, with only three warships and about one thousand soldiers.

As a result, heroes from Jiangxi, Fujian and Guangdong were ready to go and wanted to rob people halfway.

Originally, these heroes were fighting each other, intending to wait for an opportunity to move when the escort ship arrived at their territory. Jiang Fenglie was like a thin line, connecting a plate of heroes in a loose sand.

"Now there are 36 heroes and more than 8,000 sharp soldiers gathered to stand by. The movements of Yuan thieves sending ships are in control. Just wait for the time to arrive, all the 8,000 heroes will come out to rescue Wen Shaobao in one fell swoop." Ma Nanchun became more and more excited and his eyes became brighter. "At that time, find the Queen Mother, Zhang Shu Mansion, re-establish the new lord, and find a place to rise to gather soldiers from Lingnan. There is the Queen Mother inside, the new lord in charge, the Young Guard outside, and the Zhang Shu Mansion's army. There is great potential for the Song Dynasty!"

At this time, Ma Nanchun changed his depressedness and despair when he was just rescued. His face was red and his eyes were shiny. He was often accompanied by gestures, as if the Song Dynasty was in front of him.

Jiang Fenglie did not stop Ma Nanchun from leaking the secret, and he kept holding the hilt of the sword in his hand and stared at Zhao Lie tightly. He was not until Ma Nanchun's mood slowly calmed down, and he spoke slowly: "Zhongping, since you have made it clear, I also told you that the Zhao Yishi you mentioned has only two ways to go - one is to live, which is to join us; the other is, I don't need to say it."

After Jiang Fenglie said this, his murderous aura condensed in his eyes and his sword was unsheathed three inches.

Zhao Lie looked at Ma Nanchun, his eyes full of begging. He looked at Jiang Fenglie and suddenly asked: "Save Wentian... What reward can Wen Shao get?"

Jiang Fenglie said solemnly: "If Wen Shaobao can be rescued, those who make the first contribution will not respond without asking for anything."

"What if you want a sea ship? A warship of at least five hundred materials."

"I'll give you two."

"It's going to be together after a long time." Zhao Lie laughed, let go of the board machine, and spread his arms to show that he was indifferent.

Zhao Lie laughed and the almost suffocating air in the cabin was suffocating. Ma Nanchun let out a long sigh, and then he realized that his back was wet, and the sea breeze blew, it was chilly.

It is true that Zhao Lie needs a sea boat, but the reason why he put down his gun was definitely not because of the sea boat, but because of the major events planned by Jiang Fenglie and others.

This is indeed a big deal, saving Wen Tianxiang! It sounds like a rolling thunder in Zhao Lie's ears.

For more than 700 years later, Wen Tianxiang has become a spiritual symbol of the Chinese nation and is engraved in the hearts of the world. One Yue Wumu and the other Wen Tianxiang are probably the two people who have the deepest impression of the Southern Song Dynasty. Yue Wumu's heroic soul died early, so he could only remember him. Wen Tianxiang is still alive, and he is about to sail in front of him.

What should he do?

Although Zhao Lie did not know what the plans of Jiang Fenglie and other heroes were, he knew exactly that Wen Tianxiang could not escape this time in history and was taken to Dadu. Faced with the persuasion of Emperor Kublai Khan several times, he did not surrender for several years, and finally died generously, leaving behind a "Song of Righteousness" that praised the eternal period.

So, no matter what, he could not point his gun at these righteous men.

So, should he participate in this big event? Participate? He knows that he will definitely fail, but he may even die. If he doesn't participate, he won't be able to fight with Jiang Fenglie, even if he can't get through the hurdle in his heart - an opportunity to save Wen Tianxiang is right in front of him, do you think you'll do it or not?!

It seems that he has no choice.

"I'm the one." Zhao Liechong Jiang Fenglie bowed and officially joined the gang.

Jiang Fenglie released the hilt of the sword, and also laughed and stepped forward to pat Zhao Lie on the shoulder vigorously: "With Brother Zhao joining, it will be like a tiger adding wings, and a big event will add a few chances of winning. Hahaha!" He nodded secretly, his body was very strong, and his lower plate was very stable. However, for him, there were some such strong people. He came to visit several civilians as the fourth-rank official of the dynasty, not to attract people, but to help him. What he wanted was not people, but a weapon.

Jiang Fenglie's eyes fell on two exquisitely shaped strange iron objects on Zhao Lie's waist, and smiled and said, "Can this thing be..."

Zhao Lie no longer concealed it and patted the pistol on his waist: "That's it."

Jiang Fenglie stared at the two pistols with great interest for a long time, and smiled and said, "Can you please take a closer look?"

Zhao Lie thought for a while, pulled out the black star, took off the magazine, and threw the empty gun at Jiang Fenglie: "Look."

Jiang Fenglie took it and weighed it: "It's quite heavy." He played with it in his hand for a while, then looked up and asked, "Is this thing used to launch a hidden weapon?"

Concealed weapons? According to people's perception of this era, pistols are indeed similar to concealed weapons.

Zhao Lie nodded: "Absolutely."

"A hidden weapon with flame?"

"almost."

Jiang Fenglie frowned. He had seen many hidden weapons, and some of them were even more exquisitely made. Such sleeve arrows, hand crossbows, needles, etc., which use the power of a spring to hurt people invisibly. But they are all small things that can travel around the world. They are not as good as a big knife on the battlefield. Such things are also called sharp tools?

Despite his doubts, Jiang Fenglie still believed it once again when he threw the gun back and said, "Can you show it?"

Zhao Lie took it with him and turned his head to ask Ma Nanchun: "Zhongping has a gun and an ammunition, why didn't he show it to General Jiang earlier."

Ma Nanchun stroked his beard and smiled, with a cunning smile: "Six bullets can save six lives, and one shot can reduce one life. Do you think I should show it?"

Zhao Lie laughed 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, and inserted the gun back to his waist, then he heard him say: "I will participate in your operations, and you can assign me the most dangerous tasks. If you happen to catch up, then I will show you the true power of these weapons as you wish."
Chapter completed!