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Yang Zimei thought they had entered a different dimension again. When the dust settled, he opened his eyes and saw soldiers and horses standing all around. The scene was very huge, and it looked like there were more than a hundred thousand people.
The clothes of the soldiers on both sides are different, and the positions where they land seem to be right between the confrontation between the two armies.
The soldiers and generals on both sides stared at them dumbfounded, and reined in the restless horses.
Yang Zimei and Long Zhutian looked around blankly.
what happened
Didn't they enter a different dimension, but came to the location of the crew
What kind of drama is this filming? The crew is willing to spend so much money to hire so many extras for such a big scene. Are they going for Oscars
"No, sister!"
Long Zhutian held her hand, and said in a deep voice, "These people are not actors, they all have a strong murderous aura! Those dead people are really dead!"
Yang Zimei, who had settled down in a daze, also felt it. What's more, she also saw the bull-headed horse face waiting by the side, handcuffing the dead souls one by one, but she didn't leave, but continued to wait.
"Brother Niu Ma, what's going on?"
Yang Zimei couldn't help asking about the bull's head and horse's face.
Now apart from them, no one can help them answer their questions.
The bull-headed horse-face gave her a strange look, and said in a low voice, "War."
"war?"
Yang Zimei's eyes widened, looking at the soldiers wearing ancient armor and riding tall horses, "What are you doing? Is there such a traditional war in this world? Is it really not acting?"
Hearing her words, Niutou Mamian looked at her even more weirdly, as if she was an idiot and was not answering her.
"We seem to have come to ancient times. The costumes of these soldiers seem to be those of the Shun Dynasty, while those over there seem to be those of the rebel army."
Long Zhutian said to Yang Zimei.
Yang Zimei took a closer look, and it was indeed so.
no
They were actually swept into the space-time tunnel by the light of the box, and traveled to ancient times
How is this going
Yang Zimei lowered his head and found that the box was still under his feet, so he hurriedly picked it up.
"Monsters descended from the sky, the war is not good, let's retreat!"
Shunchao's general stared at Yang Zimei and Long Zhutian for a full two minutes, then he regained his composure, and hurriedly shouted for Mingjin to withdraw.
On the other side, the troops on the other side also beat the gongs and drums and sounded the gold to withdraw their troops. With their horseshoes won, they retreated urgently. In less than ten minutes, the two armies retreated to their own camps, leaving behind this empty battlefield, and there are thousands of soldiers who died before. Corpses killed in battle.
When their two armies were fighting fiercely just now, suddenly a strong light shone from the sky, like a thunderbolt of lightning, it fell from the sky, and then two people fell down.
The two wore strange clothes and had strange hairstyles.
They fell from such a high place, but they still stood on the ground lightly and casually, without any swaying at all, and the figure of the man and the woman was quite tall, they were either gods or evildoers.
People at that time were generally short in height. A man like Long Zhutian who was close to 1.9 meters tall was a giant to the ancient men who were generally only 1.5 meters tall, and the average height of women at that time was only about 1.3 meters. , Yang Zimei's ordinary height of 165 meters in modern times is quite tall for them.
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