Zhang Shijie flew into a rage. His Sword Intent shot into the skies, and the beach beneath his feet churned as if it were boiling. The clouds overhead hollowed out into a vortex that spun above his head.
As he roared, the divine sword also let out a soft hum, stirring the courage in everyone's hearts.
Zhang Hongfan's pupils contracted in fright. Knowing that the only way to survive was to take someone hostage, he could only pray that Zhang Shijie would spare him.
"Heaven's will... Heaven's will..."
Although Zhang Hongfan was deeply unwilling to accept it, the crushing defeat was a fact. Even more terrifying was what came next. With this divine sword's aid, the nation's fortunes had been restored. Great Song was about to make a comeback!
"Let me go, and I swear I won't harm a hair on his head! I'll return him safe and sound!" Zhang Hongfan said.
Zhang Shijie glared at Zhang Hongfan again. "Where is Prime Minister Wen?"
Zhang Hongfan's expression changed. Gritting his teeth, he held a piece of broken blade against Jiang Cheng's neck. "Wen Tianxiang was escorted to the capital three days ago!"
There was nothing he could do. He had truly sent him away, moved by Wen Tianxiang's unmatched loyalty and righteousness, and had delivered him to Kublai Khan to decide his fate. There were plenty of Han people in the court at the capital who would plead for Wen Tianxiang.
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng's heart went cold. Wen Tianxiang had been sent away, while he was still in the army. The meaning was obvious.
Once the Battle of Yashan ended, he was probably going to be secretly executed.
Otherwise, if they intended to send him away, they would have done so long ago. Why leave him here to witness