Chapter 081: Going to the Northwest, Guarding the Mountains and Rivers
The scene in front of me was extremely strange and shocking.
It's like the river of time has stopped flowing.
The wounded soldiers supporting the old man, the middle-aged men carrying the wounded soldiers on their backs, and the women carrying large and small bags and saluting, all stayed where they were.
At this moment, everyone forgot to breathe.
Some returning warriors stared blankly at the raindrops floating in front of their eyes.
Then out of curiosity, he slowly stretched out his hand.
There was a layer of dried mud on his fingers.
When the raindrop was touched between fingers, it did not break under the action of surface tension, but deformed slightly and then moved forward.
When a raindrop touches another drop of rain in front of it, it makes a very slight "per" sound.
Two raindrops become one.
The surface of the raindrops vibrated slightly, reflecting the dense crowd on the road, the huge Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and the man in black suspended in mid-air.
The atavistic warrior finally realized that the man suspended in mid-air was an atavistic warrior just like him.
So he raised his head and looked through the dense rain curtain.
He silently thought to himself that if he could stop the rain from heaven and earth, then he should be a fourth-level immortal.
Unfortunately, he couldn't see the man's face clearly through the heavy rain.
At this time.
Something flew out from the man's collar, grew in the wind, and then turned into dozens of black shadows, falling around the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.
One of the black shadows fell on the ground just in front of the road.
The warrior looked at it carefully and found that the thing was like a huge flagpole, seventy or eighty meters high, completely black, with countless lines engraved on it, like ancient talismans.
On the giant pole, there is a white flag hanging, with densely packed characters and symbols on it.
"This is a soul-calling flag?"
Next to him, a Mr. Yin Yang suddenly spoke.
The warrior was stunned.
Soul-calling flags, the Mausoleum of the First Emperor... What is that person going to do?
And this time.
A voice suddenly sounded.
"The sky will fall, and the land of Kyushu will sink."
The sound was obviously far away, but extremely clear.
It was as if someone was speaking to his ear, and it seemed as if it was directly ringing in his brain.
The deep whispers continued to sound like weeping.
"Two thousand years have passed,
Three million hectares of our homeland have been destroyed."
The words fell.
The wind is blowing.
Ninety-nine soul-calling flags made a clattering sound.
The ground began to shake.
The huge Mausoleum of the First Emperor has numerous cracks.
In mid-air, the man in black suddenly raised his head and chanted softly:
"Use my majesty to turn into thunder.
With my soul, I can turn it into the stars and the moon."
In the sky, thunder shattered the darkness, and then the dark clouds dispersed, and the light of the stars and moon fell.
Shining on the huge Mausoleum of the First Emperor.
The light of the stars and the moon passed through the countless cracks and shone into the huge underground mausoleum.
Uneasy restlessness ensues.
In the underground palace of the mausoleum, the sound of gold and stone clashing could be heard.
In mid-air, the man's voice suddenly became loud and loud:
"Let the spirits of the ancestors appear with the stars and the moon!
Let the dead souls in the northwest turn into wind and thunder!
Order the troops of Qin to conquer the rivers, mountains and rivers!
Soul,
Return!
rise!"
In an instant.
The evil spirit rises into the sky.
The imperial mausoleum collapsed, and there were sounds of war horses neighing, armors clashing, and metal and stone clashing underground.
Then, from the huge underground palace and from the abyss-like cracks, a large amount of gray-black Yin Qi surged out, criss-crossing and covering the surrounding areas.
On the ground covered with Yin Qi, Yin soldiers and ghost generals struggled to stand up slowly.
Hundreds, thousands, thousands, densely packed.
They wore armor, held spears and carried crossbows, and formed a group.
The millions of Yin soldiers who guarded the First Emperor's Mausoleum returned to the world.
It stretches all over the mountains and plains, stretching to the end of the earth.
And at this time.
Li Xiang's eyes were filled with black gloom.
As the Yin Emperor, he awakened millions of Yin soldiers in the ancient Qin Dynasty, but he felt a will to resist from these Yin soldiers.
He could have forced and driven these underworld soldiers into the northwest killing place.
But he didn't want to.
He lowered his head and looked at the collapsed and sunken Mausoleum of the First Emperor.
There was a dull sound of footsteps.
Immediately afterwards, thick black Yin Qi gushes out, condenses but does not disperse, rises slowly, and turns into a Yin Qi ladder hundreds of meters high.
Bang, bang, bang, bang.
There is a majestic and majestic ghost warrior with a huge body, stepping on the ground and walking out of the mausoleum and underground palace step by step.
These dozens of Yinhun warriors, carrying a giant chariot and stepping on the Yin Qi stairs, came to a stop in front of Li Xiang.
Four ghosts wearing eunuch clothes were kneeling next to the giant chariot, with their hands on the ground.
A burly ghost general stepped forward, stepped on the eunuch's ghost's back, picked up a jade box in the giant chariot, came to Li Xiang, knelt down on one knee, raised the jade box above his head, and presented it in front of Li Xiang.
At this time, a hoarse and tired voice sounded in the underground palace:
"I won't go. Please help me protect the future generations of these cowards."
Li Xiang withdrew his gaze from the underground palace, took the jade box and opened it.
Inside, I saw half a golden tiger talisman lying quietly.
Ancient Qin tiger talismans were all made of bronze.
Only this tiger talisman in the underground palace is made entirely of pure gold.
This is the half tiger talisman on the right, engraved with a twelve-character gold seal script inscription:
"The talisman of armor and soldiers, the emperor is on the right and Bai Qi is on the left."
Bai Qi drew his sword and committed suicide in 257 BC, during the reign of King Zhaoxiang of Qin.
Unexpectedly, after the death of the First Emperor Ying Zheng, he was appointed as a general and commanded millions of Yin soldiers.
Li Xiang looked down at the ghost general with the most evil spirit among the millions of Yin soldiers.
Half a tiger talisman is thrown.
Bai Qi, the ghost general, took the half of the tiger talisman and placed it against the half of the tiger talisman in his hand, making it a perfect fit.
He knelt down on one knee and said, "Bai Qi De Ling!"
Then he turned around and said loudly: "The whole army obeys the order and goes to the northwest to guard the mountains and rivers!"
Li Xiang looked down at the millions of Yin soldiers spreading across the entire land, and said softly:
"The might of the ancient Qin Dynasty, which fought against the eight wastelands and wiped out the Liuhe, has been forgotten by the world."
"Now, it's time to let your glory illuminate this era."
The eyes of the Yin soldiers and ghost generals suddenly lit up with green ghost fire.
Millions of Yin soldiers turned around and headed northwest.
Vast and vast.
Three days later.
One million ancient Qin Yin soldiers crossed the last line of defense of more than 300,000 northwest troops.
In the devastated northwest of the occupied land, millions of demon clan armies ushered in an overwhelming wave of death.
At that time.
Someone stood on the mountain peak, looking ahead at the magnificent battlefield stretching for thousands of kilometers.
His hair is messy, his chin is covered with blue stubble, and there is a scar over his right eye.
A broken long knife was strapped to his back.
"I didn't expect that someone could actually mobilize millions of Yin soldiers. I've only been away for just three years, and Kyushu has produced such an amazing guy."
"It seems that I don't need my help here."
The man wrapped himself in clothes made of animal skins, carried a long knife on his back, turned around and walked down the mountain peak, disappearing into the vast and vast northwest.
Shortly after the man left.
A gray shadow hit the mountain peak, and the mountain peak exploded and shattered. Even on the ground, a huge hole with a diameter of dozens of kilometers appeared.
Behind the clouds, a huge shadow appeared, "Are you late again? What a hateful human bug."
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Second update.
I have to take the test for subject one tomorrow. I'm going to do my homework now. I won't be able to do it today. See you all tomorrow.
