He looked at the man's hairstyle calmly and asked, "Who are you?"

"Marshal Du is investigating the Red Army under his tent." The man spoke in a vague language, but fortunately Li Yunze could understand "Master Immortal, please spare my life."

"Marshal of the capital?" Li Yunze frowned. This title was really rare. "Marshal of any city?"

"In the Great Yuan Dynasty, there were thousands of households in Bozhou, and Marshal Batu."

After hearing this title and name, Li Yunze was finally sure.

The so-called Batu is not his real name, but a name given to him by others.

This man's real name is Zhang Hongfan, and he is the son of warlord Zhang Rou.

He was greatly appreciated by Kublai Khan, the founder of the Yuan Dynasty, and promoted along the way.

First, they broke through Xiangyang City, which was the key to resisting the Yuan Dynasty, and then they advanced all the way across the south in order to destroy the Song Dynasty.

Yu Haifeng captured Wen Tianxiang, defeated the last Song army at Yashan, and forced Lu Xiufu to jump into the sea with the last emperor on his back. Two hundred thousand soldiers and civilians died for the country, and the Southern Song Dynasty was completely destroyed.

There is no doubt that he is a traitor and a fighter among traitors, very capable of fighting.

Li Yunze raised his leg and stepped on the man's wound. Li Yunze's brows were slightly cold, "What year is this?"

The man screamed repeatedly, as if the sound of thunder penetrated the sky, "The sixteenth year of the Yuan Dynasty! It's the first day of February in the sixteenth year of the Yuan Dynasty!"

On February 6, Guiwei, Zhang Hongfan launched an all-out attack.

On February 7, Lu Xiufu, who had no hope of breaking out of the encirclement, jumped into the sea with the emperor on his back, and more than 100,000 people died for his country.

Zhang Shijie and Empress Dowager Yang, who successfully broke out of the encirclement, died for their country after learning that the emperor was dead, and the Southern Song Dynasty was completely destroyed.

There were countless corpses floating on the entire sea surface.

Recalling the relevant information he had seen, the livid-faced Li Yunze stepped hard on the wound of the probing Red Army soldier. The pain was so painful that he cried like a ghost and nearly fainted.

After finally calming down the anger in his heart, Li Yunze asked again, "Where is your marshal's tent?"

The Tanma Red Army just screamed, but refused to respond.

This weirdo in front of me is so scary. If he goes straight to the coach's tent,

"Stop screaming." Li Yunze sneered. "Even if you scream at dozens of decibels, no one will be able to hear you. Even if they hear you, it doesn't matter. Just kill as many as you want!"

"Immortal Master, Immortal Master, please forgive me." Tan Ma Chijun just begged, but he refused to reveal the location of the main tent.

Li Yunze exerted force under his feet again, causing the man to cry like a ghost.

He slowly knelt down and stared at this person with lightning-like eyes.

"My last question, where is this place?"

Tan Ma Chijun, who was covered in cold sweat, was also puzzled. He didn't know where this place was. Could he not be from Song Dynasty?

"I heard from those Song people that this place is called Yashan."

“Ya Shan!!!”
Chapter completed!