Jiang Cheng's location was Haifeng County in Yue Province. The Anti-Transmigrator had provided this footage three months ago, but unlike what the Anti-Transmigrator had originally shown, this place was now a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
It was already the first month of 1279. The last sizable land-based force resisting the Yuan had been wiped out, and Wen Tianxiang had been captured alive.
When Jiang Cheng got to his feet, he instinctively hunched his body. He was surrounded by a wilderness scattered with the bones of soldiers and civilians. The blood had long since dried.
It was clear that these were the remains of scattered, routed troops. The traces at the scene showed that they had all been hunted down and killed by cavalry.
"..."
Jiang Cheng shuddered and looked around. That was when he saw dust billowing in the distance. A small group of Mongol soldiers was passing by. Their bodies were streaked with blood, clearly showing that they had killed quite a few people.
They had split into small groups, evidently scattering to forage and round up stragglers before regrouping.
His scalp went numb. He immediately dove into the pile of corpses.
Fortunately, they did not pass directly by him. After a while, he could no longer see them.
"They should be heading for Yashan... Right, the armies from all over are gathering there. The Song and Mongol forces are going to fight one final decisive battle."
Although that squad had left, he did not relax. Jiang Cheng knew that he was in an age when the realm had been shattered, and he had to act with extreme caution.
Although the Mongol army was on the verge of completely destroying the Southern Song, it had not implemented any policy of appeasement. As a result, resistance