Boom! Boom! Boom!
Meticulous footsteps echoed across the fields in the darkness. The figures formed into a square formation of several long dragons, or meandered around the huge city to the north, south and west.
"Where did the army in Mount Li come from..."
"That's the Lishan Laomu Temple over there, and below is the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor... There are so many people... Unless..."
On the top of the city wall, the emperor suddenly stopped talking, thinking of what the national teacher said before, that there were generals but no soldiers. Could it be that this awakened all the terracotta soldiers in the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor
Everyone has heard or read in ancient books that the First Emperor began to build the imperial mausoleum as soon as he ascended the throne, employing more than 700,000 people, including countless craftsmen. By the time he died and was buried in the mausoleum, the number of terracotta warriors must have reached millions.
As an emperor, Yang Guang also thought about why the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, which is so close to Chang'an, used so many terracotta warriors just as burial objects. Now, the figures that shot into the field and passed by in the dim light finally understood what they were used for, but everyone still had a question in their mind.
Was it Lu Liangsheng who awakened these stone statues, or... Emperor Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng was not dead at all!
"Your Majesty, the army outside the city is heading east."
Watching the flags in the darkness moving eastward, Yu Wenzhi, who had clearly identified his enemies and friends, could not suppress his excitement and pointed at the night and shouted. On the city wall, in everyone's sight, the flags spread across the field and slowly formed a battle formation facing eastward.
Almost at the same time, towards the east of Chang'an, mist gradually filled the air. The sound of fighting spread from the forests on the east slope. The fairy Han Zhi, who was performing a ritual, raised gusts of wind to blow away the dense fog around. The sound of fighting seemed to be coming towards this side, and he couldn't help feeling anxious. At one side, a general from the human world, who was attached to Guansuo Xingqiu, one of the stars in the heavens, took out a scarlet jade bead from his arms and looked at the noise coming from afar.
"Don't worry about it, I'll guard this side."
"Hmm." Han Zhixian pursed her lips. As a female fairy in heaven, she was in charge of blowing the wind. However, she was in the lower world with her Dharma body, so she did not feel the slightest bit of safety. "This thick fog is the evaporation of water vapor from underground. Just blowing the wind will not be of much use. We must first put out the fire that the other party has cast underground."
As she spoke, she wanted Guansuoxing to find other immortals to put out the fire. In the howling wind, the sound of "trample..." of horse hooves suddenly rang out, and the sound of long spears hummed in the air.
Guan Suoxing turned sideways and looked back, the Soul-Loss Orb in his palm emitted a red glow. In the vast mist, there was a knight surrounded by sinister aura and wearing an evil ghost mask on his face. The moment the red light came, his body turned into smoke and escaped to the side, then he re-condensed and shot Han Zhixian in the back.
"kill!"
"Protect the world, kill—"
Then a voice like thunder rang out: "Protect the world!!"
The white mist rolled in, the cold wind blew, and the sudden shouting made people's hair stand on end. At the moment of the confrontation, the immortal soldiers at the foot and the mountainside were broken through by a few sinister knights like dry weeds and rotten wood, pushing the sea of people upstream. As the swords and spears were wielded, faint golden souls rose madly from the fallen bodies and turned into pieces in the night sky.
An arrow made of Yin Qi flew over. Among the stars, someone stretched out his hand to grab the arrow. With five fingers clenched, it was dispersed directly. Zuo Tianpeng glowed with divine light, waved his double maces, and shouted fiercely: "Form a formation!"
Dozens of soldiers gathered together, with shields connected together and long spears stretched out and raised. The soldiers' figures glowed golden and stood in various positions. However, a spearman and a rider came towards them, dragging the yin energy through the vast sea of people. Without the slightest hesitation, they pushed over like a chariot, holding the Zhangba Snake Spear.
The next moment, the golden light and the Yin energy collided, the snake spear pierced through the gold and pierced straight into a soldier's chest, pushing the immortal soul in the opponent's body to fly backwards like a cannonball. Zhang Fei was also shocked backwards by the intertwined magic circle, the Yin energy dissipated and reunited, the hostility and murderous intent broke out at this moment, roaring like thunder.
"What bird or star is there in the sky? I am Zhang Fei from Yan—"
Without divine power, they could only rely on their battle-hardened martial arts and skills to narrow the gap between the two sides. They took advantage of the fog caused by the Lu Liang fire to launch a sneak attack on the entire Donglu Mountain Range. The heroes of various dynasties who had just obtained the status of gods on earth, almost relying on the tactics they learned in their previous battles, rushed into the stagnant team, and relying on the army formation that had not yet been formed, they locked onto their respective targets and cut off a few stars first.
The forest was shaking with noises, arrows were flying, swords were chopping, and Gao Changgong, who was wearing armor and a demon mask, had his spear blocked. He swung the tail of his spear and swept a soldier who was rushing towards him, sending him flying against a tree trunk. He turned sideways and stabbed the man with his spear, knocking out the soul inside and shattering it.
When Guansuoxing rushed over, he did not fight him. He turned his horse and turned into cold wind and dissipated. He floated between the tree trunks and passed over the heads of several soldiers. They reunited at another place. He moved with a long spear like a mad dragon. The tip of the spear poked, stabbed, swept and hit. It covered the soldiers rushing in from all directions like a violent storm and forcibly opened a path for himself.
"How dare you, little Yin God, be so presumptuous!"
The sound of copper bells rang sharply, and a fast horse passed through the woods, raising pieces of fallen leaves. On the side of the brown horse, a Qinglong sword was held horizontally. Gao Changgong, who had knocked a man away, turned around and saw the blade that was approaching in front of him and slashing down angrily, leaving only a trace of afterimage.
Sniff~
Black smoke curled around, and the arm that was holding the gun handle separated from the body and fell to the ground, with clouds of smoke rising. Gao Changgong urged the horse to pull away, his mind and soul flickering and a little unstable. On the opposite side, the running horse stopped for a moment, and a figure slashed with a knife from above. The figure had a green robe and golden armor, a face as red as a date, and stroked his beautiful beard.
He is very similar to the Yin God Guan Yu, but his name is Wang Xuan, with the courtesy name Junke, and the god Su Hu of the Dou tribe is attached to him.
Gao Changgong naturally would not mistake him for Guan Yu. He gritted his teeth, turned around, transformed into Yin Qi and flew down the mountain. The opponent followed closely, and a faint divine light flashed from his horse's hooves. The trees and the rushing soldiers were all retreating behind him. As he gradually got closer, the dragon sword in his hand rose again.
Xilulu-
Figures were wandering at the foot of the mountain. A red warhorse passed over the crowd with a long neigh. The moonlight was like frost. The horse's hooves, which had jumped high in the air, fell to the ground and rushed forward in the cold wind. On the horse's back above, a green robe and golden armor vibrated. The crescent-shaped sword hanging diagonally at the horse's side dragged on the ground, creating long gullies and sending mud flying everywhere.
"You dare to dress up like Guan, you're asking for death!"
In the moment of avoiding Gao Changgong who had lost an arm, he turned his wrist and the blade rose upwards.
"Drink—"
The blade glowed coldly as it cut upwards.
Buzz~
The blade trembled. Su Hu, who was riding a horse towards him, had never expected the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him. The figure had clothes and appearance very similar to the mortal possessed by him. He instinctively raised his blade to resist. In an instant, the blade cut upwards and drew a half moon.
When~~
The handle of the knife vibrated and bent backwards in the man's hand. Su Hu, holding the Qinglong knife horizontally, flew backwards and fell to the ground. The handle in his hand was still swaying slightly back and forth.
Guan Yu pulled the reins to stop Red Hare, and the heavy blade cut through the air and passed by his side. He closed his eyes slightly and squeezed out a few short words.
"He's a traitor."