Turn into a villain loli

July of the sixth year of Baoyou in the Southern Song Dynasty.

During these decades, Mongolia expeditions to the Danube River, occupied Lake Baikal in the north, occupied the Duchy of Kiev, destroyed the Jin Kingdom in the south, and the Western Xia. On the entire Eurasian continental plate, only the Southern Song Dynasty became the last of the grassland empire. enemy.

At this time, the Mongolian Khan Mengge personally fought against the Southern Song Dynasty, commanding 40,000 troops and 100,000 troops. From the Liupanshan area, he attacked the land of Bashu in three directions. After placing the land of Bashu, he and his brother Kublai Khan were ordered to attack the land of Bashu. The eastern army met in Ezhou and would go straight to Lin'an, the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty, and unify the Central Plains.

The power of the Mongolian cavalry is already trampling through mountains and rivers. Even the land of Bashu, which is in a dangerous place, is still driven straight into it. Wherever it goes, the city is broken and people are killed, bleeding and drifting, and blood qi soars into the sky and never disperses for three months.

Some people surrender when they hear the wind, and some people resist to the death.

In November of the same year, the Mongolian army met Zhang Shi, the commander of the Song Dynasty, in Mahu River in Bashu. The commander of Xuzhou led 30,000 troops to intercept it, but was defeated by the Mongolian army in one fell swoop. Zhang Shi, the long-time general of the Song army, was captured.

The Mongolian army seized 200 ships and then diverted to the east, followed the south bank of the Yangtze River, advancing along the water and land, successfully blocking the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, and the Song army's reinforcement strategy was broken.

The Southern Song Emperor Lizong was frightened and furious about this battle and was furious in the court: "There are police officers in Shu, because the Mahu River cannot be equipped, even if they smuggle, there are sentry cavalry in the north and south of the river, so they are heavily paid for the area."

But no matter how you care about it in the temple, the Mongolian army had already entered an uninhabited land. By December of the same year, it had captured most of the prefectures and counties in western Shu and northern Shu.

The land of Bashu, Wusheng County.

December is early winter, and this year's winter is colder than in previous years, but it is colder than people's hearts at this time.

The originally prosperous county town was already stern. The solid city walls were already in ruins. The moat was filled with corpses, and the water source was polluted a lot, emitting a smell of foul smell and epidemics.

But no one can clean it up because the city is full of sorrow and the morning is in danger.

Three kilometers outside Wusheng County is the place where the Mongolian army is stationed. In the golden tent, the Mongolian Khan Mengge sat upright inside. There were fierce generals around him and scholars were woven.

But neither the tall and burly generals nor the scholars with feather fan and fur scarf were respectful and did not dare to speak out in front of the Great Sweat.

Mengge is a burly middle-aged man wearing a Mongolian-style battle robe, with his eyes like an eagle and a dragon and tiger posture, and ordinary people dare not look at him.

"Khan, in another day, Wusheng County will be captured by a large army, and then it can attack Hezhou in one fell swoop. At that time, it can go straight to the hinterland of Bashu, and the Song army will no longer have the power to resist."

At this time, the scribe who was a little closer to Mengge stepped forward and spoke.

This scholar looked about thirty years old, with a handsome face and a clear air around him. He looked very ordinary, but in front of Mengge Khan, he also bowed his head respectfully.

He was a native of the Song Dynasty in his early years. He followed his master to join the grassland more than ten years ago. Because he had the ability to follow the dragon and was good at controlling military tactics, he had a considerable status in the golden tent.

There are many people like him in the Mongolian army.

Regarding the words of the scholar, Mengge Dahan just nodded slightly and did not say anything. He just glanced at his subordinates next to him and then slowly spoke: "Wusheng is not a small county, it is not worth mentioning at all, but from the county town The defending general is still a figure and can resist stubbornly."

"The Khan has a heart of loving talents, but the magistrate Wusheng was ungrateful and insisted on going against the will of heaven. After the city was broken, he would destroy his nine clans, implicate his wife and daughter, and his body was hanging at the entrance of the city to warn others."

A young Taoist priest standing a little further spoke suddenly, and he smiled softly, his voice full of coldness and cruelty.

The Mongolians in the golden tent did not react much to his words, and the other Song people who defected to him flashed a little unbearable in their eyes, but then they became expressionless.

That should be true!

Those who defected to the grassland, regardless of their original identity and character, have long become great traitors in the eyes of those Song people. However, the black dragon on the grassland swept across the earth, and it is so destined to be like this. Those short-sighted stupid people are against it.

Against the great destiny, it is like an ant letting the fish be.

The Mongolian general next to him took a step forward and said, "Khan, the magistrate of Wusheng is just a mortal, and he has some martial arts, and more than a dozen swords can be easily killed. What you really need to pay attention to is the great demon who helped Wusheng County.

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"The Khan is the true dragon emperor. Under the dragon energy, let alone evil things like demons, even the few true lords on Wudang Mountain who tried to interfere with the battle would have to die on the spot."

The scribe before spoke, thinking that the general was too alert.

Ordinary people are shameful, but the scene reflected by Mengge Dahan in his eyes is not a simple flesh and blood body, but a black dragon with its teeth and claws, with a huge body that soars straight into the sky, connecting the entire earth.

Every time the black dragon swallows, it carries a large amount of blood and undead. Anyone who resists cannot escape the slaughter of the black dragon. Under this power of heaven and earth, no matter how high the Taoist magic or the strong force is, he can only be impressed by it.

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This true dragon emperor is not invaded by all laws, and any person who is indiscriminate will be attacked by heaven and earth.

What can a mere demon do?

"It sounds nice. The snake demon clearly has a secret method to avoid things. He has killed many of my soldiers. You have taken action many times but have never taken it down!"

The general frowned and retorted.

The scribe's eyes flashed, and he was a little unhappy: "That's not the demon...!"

"Okay!" Seeing several subordinates arguing, Mengge Dahan looked a little impatient and slapped the table: "We will break Wusheng County first, and then talk about the demon. I don't think that demon is not there either.

It is not worth worrying about those who dare to fight directly with the army."

"yes."

The generals and scholars present immediately silenced and responded repeatedly.

......

Xu Xianxian stood by a broken city wall, listening to the fighting outside the city, and her expression was stunned. There were a large number of wounded people not far away from her, and for a moment, the sad situation was like hell.

"Is this an illusion, or a dream?"

After a long time, the girl couldn't help but reach out to touch the city wall next to her. The real touch made her breathing become rapid.

Xu Xianxian's heart was filled with shock and curiosity. She remembered that she had just touched the fast black dragon stone tablet, why did the scene change like this?

"Is this the depth of the demon's tomb?" Xu Xianxian carefully sensed the situation around her, but her expression became more and more serious: "No... this is a projection of history. What exactly do the Black Dragon Monument want me to see?

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She did not travel through time, nor was she pulled into a dream, it was not real, but it was not entirely illusory, but a historical projection sealed in the Black Dragon Stone Monument, which was somewhat similar to the soul game when suppressing the ancient evil dragon.

Just as she was about to observe her own situation, a cold call came from behind her: "Xian'er! There are still wounded people here to be treated, so why are you stunned!"