Become a Villain Loli

After hearing the word Dao Companion, Xu Xianxian's expression only moved, but she immediately regained her composure, and did not say unnecessary words.

The memories flooding in her mind now are a bit confusing, and she can't figure out the situation at this time, so the Taoist companion is not around, but it is a lot less troublesome.

If the other party exposes the details, with the level of this body, against Zhu Yeqing or that Taoist companion, I am afraid it is impossible to escape death.

She also doesn't know what punishment will be given to being killed in this historical projection, perhaps being lost in it, or being sealed, but it will definitely not be a good thing, so she will not risk her death.

Just as the two women were talking, the Mongolian army in the distance had already begun to siege the city. They drove the civilians, as a human shield wall, to cover the attack of the Mongolian army on both sides.

"The archers are ready..." Looking at the dense crowd below, the county commander took command from the top of the city after receiving the order from the magistrate. They shouted, "Shoot!"

At this time, even if those civilians were once the sons of the Great Song Dynasty, they couldn't stop.

But after several waves of arrows were fired in a row, the battlefield was full of blood, and the ground was full of corpses, including Mongolian soldiers and civilians who were prisoners of war.

Just when the Song army was about to strengthen its counterattack, the Mongolian army stopped advancing, and after a while, an elderly man was pushed out of the crowd.

"It's Mr. Li! You all stop for me!"

When the county magistrate saw who was coming, he immediately ordered the archer to stop, and then subconsciously looked at the magistrate next to him.

"he..."

In the corner, Xu Xianxian glanced at the rickety old man, and some images flashed in her mind. In her memory, she "practiced medicine to save people" and had contact with this elderly man several times.

"Li Zhipan is the father of the magistrate of Wusheng County. He is a famous scholar in Shu who is good at the art of war. This time he is assisting General Zhang Shi in the fight against Mongolia. The major generals and officials have been captured." Zhu Yeqing just shook her head at the doubts in Xu Xianxian's eyes: "Although we have only a few ties with Li Zhipan, we know that he is different from ordinary sour scholars."

Humans who can make demons look different are not ordinary people.

But no matter what Li Zhipan's character and ability are, at this time, the prison clothes on his body are tattered, full of blood and filth, and he seems to have been brutally tortured by the Mongolian army.

Li Zhipan was over sixty years old, and he was already very old. After being captured, he was tortured. If he hadn't breathed a sigh of relief, he would have gone down to see the King of Hell long ago.

But even so, it is still a candle in the wind, and it may go out at any time.

"Li Zhixian, your old father is in our hands. If you surrender now, the Khan may show mercy and leave you alone!"

A young Taoist priest suddenly came out next to him, holding the chains on Li Zhipan's body, and shouting loudly at the city wall.

However, before the magistrate could respond, Li Zhipan didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly stood up, a yellow brilliance scattered from his body, and pushed the young Taoist priest in front of him to a stagger.

This is the aura of grandeur, which has been nurtured by scholars for decades, but at this time it has become the last reflection of the old man.

"People with lofty ideals and benevolent people do not seek life to harm benevolence, but kill their bodies to achieve benevolence. This is the case for fulfilling benevolence and virtue and upholding justice, not to mention that I am dying today for the world and the country... This is where death deserves its place, so what should I be afraid of?"

Before the young Taoist could respond, Li Zhipan laughed upright, his hair and beard stretched, and his hunched body tried to straighten up. Even if the wound was affected and the blood seeped into the prison uniform, he was not shaken in the slightest.

The laughter stopped abruptly, he looked at the city wall not far away, and seemed to take a last look at his son, and shouted with all his strength, "Give me an arrow!"

Above the city wall, the archers did not move, their eyes were a little moved, but then they returned to numbness. These few days of defending the city have made them used to seeing the cannibalism and the horror of life and death.

It's just that whether the arrow is fired or not at this moment depends on the order of the magistrate.

The new county magistrate next to him had a very complicated expression. He glanced at Li Zhixian, who was standing beside him, and said quickly, "Lord Magistrate..."

Li Zhixian didn't respond, but his eyes were a little dazed, with a sparkling lustre that reflected the roar of his old father in the distance. After about a moment of silence, he slowly closed his eyes and spit out two words in a low voice. Not low, not much hesitation, not much trembling.

"...fire arrows."

Two lines of clear tears fell down, wetting his shirt.

Swah——

Hundreds of archers took the lead. Although the number of archers was small, it was impossible to achieve the sight of ten thousand arrows being fired at once, but the sky on the city wall was still gray, and then a large number of arrows rained down, penetrating the distance of space, and all of them fell. On the captives who were driven and the Mongolian army after them.

Li Zhipan was the first to bear the brunt, and under the rain of arrows, it became a sieve like a rag, but his body did not fall down, but stood upright in place.

The ministers hate, You Weixue!

"The Tartars caused my family to be destroyed, and my compatriots to kill each other..."

"Hate!"

"Shangxie, please! Please open your eyes!"

"There is no way in the sky, let the barbarians mess up China..."

Some of the prisoners were fearful, some were unwilling, and some were angry, but the emotion without exception was resentment.

But under the ruthless rain of arrows, all resentment was crushed into mud.

"attack!"

This situation seems to have been expected by the Mongolian general. He did not change his expression much, but only issued the final order to break the city.

"Father and son can kill each other, relatives kill each other..." Xu Xianxian did not have much emotion for the miserable scene of the city wall. She is a future person, and she has risen from the killing, so she has no compassion for the weak. It's just that his eyes flickered: "This black dragon from the grassland was born to kill living beings!"

With the profoundness of Aoki Xuanfa, she can now deduce from the air, knowing that the Southern Song Dynasty will inevitably be destroyed by military disasters.

"This is the impermanence of heaven, and regards all things as a dog." Zhu Yeqing glanced at Xu Xianxian, and said softly: "Sister once told me that Mongolia can reach the capital of Lin'an within three years and destroy the Southern Song Dynasty, and then Meng Ge ascended to the top and became emperor , to enjoy the country for two hundred years, this is a predetermined track of destiny, no matter whether it is a Taoist or a demon, it cannot be stopped."

Xu Xianxian just listened quietly, but her expression changed later, and she couldn't help but repeat: "... two hundred years of Guozuo?"

its not right...

In the ancient history she knew ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ After Mongolia conquered the Central Plains, it established a state and proclaimed itself emperor, and changed its name to Yuan.

Although it was prosperous at the beginning and swept across the Eurasian continent, there were few rivals and almost invincible, but after a few decades, it began to decline rapidly, and then fell apart. In the end, it did not last for a hundred years, only the Guozuo of 98 years. .

How could Zhu Yeqing have two hundred years of national luck in the mouth of Zhu Yeqing?

'Is the history here messed up? Or fictitious? Or some other reason...?'

Xu Xianxian fell into deep thought.

Her fairy seems to be in a sealed state, and she will not be able to leave here for a while, just like being trapped in a labyrinth, and she can only wait for this historical projection to end naturally.

But now I have only seen the tip of the iceberg, but I feel an indescribable sense of weirdness.

"...Xian'er, you are so strange these two days!"

Zhu Yeqing broke the spear thrown at him, and then glanced at Xu Xianxian beside him strangely.