A newly born huge empire spreads its fangs against the world, and the bloodshed revealed is horrifying.
The wind of war blew across the world, and all the people inside Daxin were inspired, while the surrounding countries were trembling.
In this era, there is no such thing as a humanitarian one. More importantly, for thousands of years, surrounding barbarians have plundered the borders from time to time. Over time, although dynasties have changed, the accumulated hatred will not.
So it disappeared.
This is blood hatred.
Therefore, when the news came out that the barbarian royal family was being escorted to Beijing for trial, the escort team had not yet moved, but the news in the newspapers spread, triggering countless heated discussions.
Especially the land of Beiyuan, which had just been plundered by barbarians a few years ago, and the hatred was the most intense. As soon as this news came out, many of the survivors who had lost their families due to the previous plunders burst into tears.
orbit.
In the winter of the eleventh year of Yingtian, the snow was heavy and the weather was extremely cold. The team escorting the barbarian royal family also set out on such a winter day. They wanted to escort the prisoners to the divine capital before the New Year and execute them after the New Year.
, in order to worship the innocent souls of Beiyuan.
In the prison car, the thirteenth prince Wang Xu was wearing a thick prison uniform, his eyes were empty and silent, and he did not have much fear of death, but his behavior was completely different from that of his other surviving brothers and sisters.
Just for this magnanimity, there are rumors on the grassland that he has dragon energy and can achieve great things.
In fact, this is indeed the case. In the initial trajectory, he even led troops all the way to the capital of God. Later, the world was divided into three parts and twelve states in the world, and his khanate also occupied three of them.
However, in this world, strength is ultimately greater than luck, or in other words, strength is the greatest luck.
Although he was lucky, he even almost ran away when faced with Daxin's cavalry, but in the end, faced with absolute power, he was still captured.
In the martial arts, one person can break through five hundred armors. This is already the top level of martial arts in the world.
What's even more terrifying is that such martial arts appears in a person who is only in his thirties.
There are countless famous generals in ancient times, but most of the people who have reached this point in martial arts are over sixty. When they reach the state of martial arts, they are also old. Even if they forcefully raise their blood, they will not be able to kill many people before they are exhausted. Unless they fight hard,
If you don't die, there will be short-term glory.
"Marquis Shenwu, what a great Shenwu..."
The prison car was bumpy, and the cold wind hit Wang Xu like a knife, causing severe pain in his already numb face.
However, he didn't care about this pain, but was immersed in the unforgettable memories.
The Eight Seals of the Universe, the Martial Arts and the Gods!
He is also a martial artist and has practiced martial arts since he was a child, but he never thought that martial arts could be so terrifying.
Over the years, he has seen a lot of famous generals, but after all, they are still human beings.
But in that battle a few days ago, he saw what it means to be a God of War.
The Eight Seals of the Universe control all things, and the atmosphere is beyond the description of human power. It is simply like the power that can only be possessed by the Immortal God.
In that battle, it was said that three hundred defeated five thousand, but in fact, the other party defeated five thousand of them by one person.
His men and horses immediately collapsed after killing more than two hundred armors of the opponent in an instant.
You must know that the soldiers under his command can have more than 500 muskets. Normally, if they are faced with each other and fired in a row, no matter how high their martial arts skills are, they will be beaten into pieces.
But the reality is that Lu Xun's speed is too fast. What's more important is that the opponent's martial arts spirit is so powerful that it can even twist people's hearts. More than 500 guns cannot hit him at all, and once he is close, even if he has it in his hands,
If you have a gun, it's useless.
It can be said that this is completely separated from the ordinary martial arts of gods and demons.
Of course, it is not that such a person cannot be killed, it just requires a high price.
The ancient overlord in history, if the legend is true, his martial arts would definitely be stronger than Lu Xun's.
But he was still surrounded and killed by the army.
Only by practicing martial arts to the level of Gu Daotian can one not be afraid of being surrounded by a large army.
"How can the long world be so unfavorable to my Khanate..."
For a long time, Wang Xu once again had such a thought in his heart. This was during this period of time, and he didn't know how many times he had this thought.
It seems that this world has always given the best to the Middle-earth China. All kinds of talents, geniuses, and outstanding people are shining brightly. If it weren't for the rulers of the Middle-earth China, they were afraid of the rebellion of the people below and forced them to do so.
All kinds of dogmas have restricted the nature of the Chinese people and stifled their potential. There has long been no way for people like them from the bitter cold land to survive in this world.
How many great talents who have made a name for themselves in the literary world became famous at a young age, and then ended up depressed throughout their lives?!
It's not that they have exhausted their talents, but that's the rule.
The more wanton young people are and the hot-blooded young people, the more they have to be suppressed.
But despite this, there are still endless heroes on the land of China.
This time, when China was in chaos, he thought it would be an opportunity, but he didn't expect that he would now be in such a situation.
"Yingtian..."
Wang Xu murmured.
Since he was captured, during this period of time, he often had a dream, a dream in which he took his iron cavalry, attacked the divine capital, plundered most of the divine state, and finally sealed the territory and split the land to become emperor.
In that dream, there was nothing wrong with Emperor Yingtian, and Huang Tiandao also declined early. How many powerful people relied on Huang Tiandao's demise to accumulate their first pot of gold.
"In the end, the winner is the winner and the loser is the loser..."
For a long time, Wang Xu turned his head stiffly, wanting to see more of the rivers and mountains in China.
Conquering this land has been his dream since childhood.
"Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, and next year should be a bumper harvest."
"It just has nothing to do with me..."
Wang Xu thought to himself that after such a long time, his heart gradually became calm.
He no longer cares about life or death. His biggest idea now is to arrive in the divine capital as early as possible to see what the legendary Emperor Yingtian looks like.
What kind of person can create such a powerful army?
This strength is not reflected in equipment, but in discipline.
Ying Tianjun's military discipline was simply more exaggerated than what he had seen from the intelligence.
Earlier, he thought that the information was just a whitewash by the Daxin imperial court, but the real situation was that the information did not even dare to be written like that.
There was no massacre, no looting, and even the captives were not mistreated. His sisters, even now, are still innocent.
This kind of thing is an incredible thing in this era.
