Blue and White Society Chapter 598: Fall like a meteor

Governor Gou smoked a cigarette and said, “I just died like this, I admit it, but why do you say that I eat five buckets of rice? I am a bucket of rice?”

“Haha, don’t worry about it, I’m still a genius doctor with a hammer… It’s better to make up my identity, so it’s easier to win trust. After all, people in this era believe this. Because I don’t have enough to eat.” Jiang Long said.

Mo Poor also smiled and said: “It’s almost time for me to die. Once I die, Jiang Long, you can die too. By then, we will lose our three generals, and those who insist on resisting Yuan will not They are opportunists, so if they want to rebel, they can rebel, anyway, in the past few decades of Dayuan, there has never been a year when Guozuo did not rebel.”

“Don’t worry, Lord Gou, I’ll accompany you right away!”

Master Gou asked, “How do you want to die?”

Mo Poor said: “I was killed by the Mongolian army. When Jiangcheng went to court, let all the officials recruit me back to Diaoyu City, and the rest is…”

The next day, in a small town in central Sichuan, a blacksmith reported to the officials of the Yuan Dynasty that he was Jin Yiwei, and that he knew that Mo Qiong, the **** general of the Song Army, would secretly return to the city from outside the west mountain of Diaoyu City tomorrow.

Officials of the Yuan Dynasty were shocked and quickly informed Ashu who was stationed outside Diaoyu City.

Ashu recruited this traitor, asked Mo Poor’s whereabouts, gave him a small official, and rewarded him with a thousand gold.

As the head coach of the Mongolian Army, Ashu felt that Mo Poor was a serious problem, so he sent a cavalry to secretly rush to the location of the secret road.

Sure enough, Mo Poor was really there. Because he saw the army, he didn’t dare to reveal his secret way, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

Ashu was overjoyed and found that he didn’t have a horse yet, so he decided to take this opportunity to kill Mo Poor.

He ordered the army not to rush forward, but to shoot arrows from a distance, so that Mo Poong couldn’t grab the horse, and he couldn’t get rid of the Mongolian army.

Mo Qiong fought and left, exhausted his arrows, and came to the Diaoyu City.

Ashu also took advantage of this time to mobilize all the soldiers and horses to directly attack the city!

When he attacked the city, he forced Diaoyu City not to open the gate.

“Mo Qiong! Why are you here!” Jiang Long led the army to defend the city on the top of the city, and was “surprised” when he saw Mo Qiong.

Mo Poor shouted: “There are traitors leaking my whereabouts, you don’t have to worry about me, the most important thing is to defend the city.”

Then he was alone and surrounded by the city.

Ashu attaches great importance to him. He has studied this kind of enemy for a long time, and directly dispatched hundreds of refined iron chariots to surround Mo Poor.

These chariots are very heavy, and they are made of fine iron. They are completely tortoise shells.

“It’s amazing… If I don’t use special features, I will really die! Fortunately, this is my ‘last battle’.” Mo Poor exclaimed.

He didn’t expect A Shu to think of this method. Fortunately, this is the last battle, otherwise he would really be trapped to death in a battle of equal weapons.

So Mo Poor, taking advantage of the siege, rushed left and right, and finally found a valley.

The terrain outside Diaoyu City is extremely complicated, with many cliffs. The inside of this valley is very small, and the opening can only accommodate two people in and out.

He got into the valley and stood alone here, so that he only had to deal with the enemies in front of him.

Under Diaoyu City, the Mongolian army attacked the city frantically, and at the same time, thousands of people took turns to shoot at the valley, and even shelled it.

Mo Poor defended himself single-handedly, using the terrain of the valley to avoid the shelling, and relying on his martial arts to block the rain of arrows.

However, outside the valley is surrounded by hundreds of chariots, making it impossible to escape.

“This is a place of death…Okay! Capture him alive! It doesn’t matter if you can’t take down the city, we must not let this person escape today! Capture the enemy general alive and make him a Marquis!” A Shu admired his bravery and wanted to live.

So the Mongolian army used their lives, and the army pressed up and rushed to the valley.

Mo Poor guarded the narrow valley and fought **** day and night.

He didn’t close his eyes for more than twenty hours, and the Mongolian army couldn’t take him down. A Shu was shocked and angry.

“Marshal, he is trapped to death in Diaoyu City. It is already a fatal situation. There is no need to waste the lives of soldiers.” Someone remonstrated.

“Yeah, I’ll boil him to death! Why bother catching him alive!”

Ashu had no choice but to order the valley to be set on fire to force him out.

At the same time, send someone to shout: “Mo Qiong, I respect your bravery, it is better to submit to Dayuan, and I will ask the Great Khan to make you king! Otherwise, you will die here!”

The Yuan Dynasty could confer kings with different surnames. Anyway, the country is large and there are many rotten lands. Many heroes have solid lands.

When Mo Poor saw this, he was overjoyed: Good guys, you finally stopped fighting! If I continue to consume so much, I may really be consumed to death.

Now that the Mongolian army is not approaching here, he can finally retreat secretly in the valley.

So he shouted: “I would rather be a soldier of the Song Dynasty than the king of the barbarians.”

Ashu was furious, making people intensify the fire.

Mo Poor hid in the depression, and thick smoke was blown in.

The fire burned for a long time before the Mongolian army put out the fire and sent people in, and they found Mo Poor’s body.

So far, a generation of **** generals has been smoked and died under the Diaoyu City.

When the Mongolian army got his body, there was not a single wound on his body.

A Shu was startled, asked around, and learned that no one could hurt him on the battlefield, and his example of a hundred steps away is not in vain, there is no one in the world who can shoot against him. When handing over short soldiers, a long spear is as sharp as a swimming dragon, and no one can get within two feet of it.

It is because he has experienced many battles but has never been injured. Even when he was forced to die in the lower valley of Diaoyu City, no one could kill him when he stood at the mouth of the valley. In the end, he was only suffocated by smoke. .

“There are such people under Lord Song’s command…” Ashu said infatuatedly.

The crowd hurriedly shouted: “Even if he is such a great general, the Lord of Song did not make him a commander in chief. Killing him at the foot of Diaoyu City shows that fate is in our Yuan Dynasty, and the popularity of Song Dynasty is exhausted.”

“The commander-in-chief should have his body divided and his head sent to Diaoyu City. This will demoralize the city, and the people in Diaoyu City will inevitably be panicked. It will be broken in a few days.”

Ashu shook his head and said, “Bury him generously.”

He shocked his bravery and did not dare to hurt his body to vent his anger. He even asked the great lama to chant scriptures to comfort his soul, wrapped his body in a coffin embroidered with scriptures, and buried him in Shushan.

Afterwards, he realized that Diaoyu City was too difficult to attack, and killing a general was enough, so let’s wait for another opportunity, so he camped and rested, and stopped attacking the city.

When the news spread to the city, although it had been expected, another **** would fall. The people who thought that Song Dynasty would be able to restore the country were suddenly frustrated and realized that they had no help from God. Things that ordinary people can’t believe have happened, but they are not gods after all.

When Mo Qiong died, Emperor Hongguang was greatly saddened, and he was posthumously named Duke of the State, with the posthumous title of ‘Qionwu’.

Jiang Long, who had already been named the deputy envoy of the Privy Council and the commander of the former commander of the palace, was deeply saddened when he heard the news.

“Mo Poor lived and died with me dozens of times, and now he died at the bottom of the city, and I was at the top of the city, I couldn’t save him…” Jiang Long wailed and vomited blood and fainted.

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly sent him back to the mansion to rest.

Not long after, it was reported that Jiang Long became ill because of his embarrassment.

Several well-known doctors in the city could not cure him, but found that he had too many hidden injuries. At this moment, under the sadness and worry, his body was dragged down in an instant, and he died many times within a few days.

Emperor Hongguang was in a hurry, and brought all the officials to see him, and said: God gave me three generals, so that we can protect the country, now the three generals are gone, if the general loses again, who can help me recover mountains and rivers.

Jiang Long said: “Since ancient times, there has been no one who achieved great success by relying on the bravery of a single general. If His Majesty wants to restore the country, Zhang Shijie can help, hundreds of officials can help, and everyone in the city can help. If you want to restore the country, only Countless people in the world are willing to help each other to achieve a great cause, not me alone.”

“I am a commoner in Lantau Island. My lifelong ambition is to heal the sick and save the people. I passed on the name of the doctor to the world, but I didn’t expect that Shenzhou Lu Shen had no choice but to join the army. Your Majesty does not regard the minister as a general. I am very grateful. I want to do it.” Your Majesty will heal the country and save the world…”

“However…the aspirations of today are not fulfilled…how to die first…”

Emperor Hongguang burst into tears and said: “The general is my heart, how can the heavens bear to take it away? There are all famous doctors in the city here, and they will surely heal the general.”

Jiang Long said: “I am also skilled in medicine. Since I was young, whenever I had pain, I used medicine to suppress it. Now that my life energy has been vented, and the hidden injury burst out, I know that medicine and stones are useless… I have compiled a book of medical skills all my life. Your Majesty passed it on to the world, fulfilling the ambition of the whole minister’s life.”

After all, Jiang Long handed down thirteen volumes of medical books, which are rich in pictures and texts, most of which are the art of knife opening and acupuncture, which is called surgery.

Emperor Hongguang cried: “The general is so skilled in medicine, why is he suffering so much?”

Jiang Long died and said: “Doctors can’t heal themselves…”

After that, Jiang Long became seriously ill and fainted, and died that night.

Emperor Hongguang was very distressed, and ordered doctors to study this book, open the way of surgery, and establish military doctors in the three armies.

Jiang Long was also buried generously, and Jiang Long was posthumously named the Duke of the State, with the posthumous title of “Yiwu”.

The imperial court lost three major humerus bones in two months, and the civil and military personnel in Diaoyu City were no longer able to plan a strategy to recover Shuzhong. They had originally thought of various ways to use the bravery of the generals, and they were all abolished.

Suddenly, the great ambitions raised by the existence of the general disappeared because of the general’s fall like a meteor.

The only way is to close the city and stick to it, and separate one side to wait for the changes in the world.

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