Obviously, in the eyes of the sky, the whole city is extremely noisy. But Qin Ye felt that it was extraordinarily quiet.
Except for the roar of the six demons, the Russian army on the periphery was like a torrent of steel. It is silent and waiting, but it is precisely because of this silent solemnity that it gives people a real taste of death.
Six o'clock in winter is the darkest hour before dawn. Just when the bell rang at six o'clock, all the Yin soldiers on the periphery put down their visors in unison. Raise the long gun. That chilling intent made Qin Ye, who was watching from a distance, feel his skin turn cold.
The wind was howling, and the heart almost stopped. At this moment, the world was absolutely silent, and even the six Yin spirits did not roar. Instead, he looked at the killing machine outside with deep hatred.
The sky is getting redder and redder, and at a certain moment, Kara shatters silently.
Like the first shot of fireworks. The next second, outside the main city, hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers rushed into Ulaanbaatar like a tide, rushing into the birthplace of the belief in the immortality!
"Zi!!!" The six Yin spirits let out a roar in unison, and it was their hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers who greeted the invaders. With a scream of killing to the sky, he rolled back out in an instant!
That is the Mongolian iron cavalry that shocked an era!
Qin Ye stared at all of this, and I have to say that watching the battle to destroy the country with his own eyes was very touching to him. It seems to be telling him that if you don't work hard, this will be China in a hundred years.
Closer... Closer.
On one side is a cavalryman riding a skeleton horse, wearing heavy armor and holding a spear. the other side. It is a ranger Yin spirit wearing a leather coat and fur, holding a machete and a short bow. He is looking forward to a bloody war, a battlefield full of heroic myths and hand-to-hand combat. In the pupils, the distance between the two sides is fifty meters... ten meters... Boom! !
At this moment, time seemed to stand still.
Silver and gray, instantly forming a houndstooth, intertwined with each other. What greeted the Mongolian iron cavalry was a row of erected spears, with the crazy kinetic energy of the cavalry, piercing their chests without mercy.
Swipe... Qin Ye opened his mouth slightly, looked up at the sky, and forgot the hand that touched Zhen Ting.
A rare sight.
At least thousands of ghost fires rushed into the sky, pale, green, purple, bloody... It was very strange, it was obviously a soul after death, but it bloomed with the most beautiful colors in life, and his face was reflected in various colors.
Thousands of Yin spirits vanished into ashes. When this flesh-and-blood mill turns, it will never stop unless one party is wiped out.
"Zi!!!" In the sky, the 30-meter-long swan Yin spirit spread out its wings and let out a roar. Behind it, tens of thousands of arrows shot up into the sky! The Yin spirits on the grasslands were the best hunters in their lifetime. Bow and arrow is their instinct. And these arrows covered the clouds, distorted the rain, and fell into the top of the clouds with the sound of breaking the sky, and poured down like a torrential rain!
"строй!!" A loud voice suddenly sounded as they rushed into the Cossack cavalry group in Ulaanbaatar. The next second, a pale halo of one meter square immediately appeared under the feet of all the cavalry.
There are countless Yin symbols lingering around the halo, with an inverse cross in the center. But when the arrows rained down, they could only hear a clanging sound, unable to penetrate the armor at all.
Army formation.
"Pluto Crusade - one of the top military formations in the Russian underworld." Tingting said slowly.
Qin Ye watched without blinking. Under the army formation, all the troops were like tigers out of their cages, and under their visors, blood-red ghost fires rose up. In this dark night, it is like a dark night with stars. A pack of wolves surrounds. Immediately afterwards, he rushed up at a crazier speed than before!
Crash... The mountains and rivers burst their banks, and this time, the number of ghost fires rising into the sky is more than double than before! If it was said that the two sides were still intertwined just now, now, they immediately became one-sided, and the silver tide instantly overwhelmed the gray beach.
It was different from what Qin Ye imagined.
No screams.
Only go forward.
A Yin spirit was pierced, and at its last moment, it slashed the machete at the opponent's armor. But this was of no use, leaving only white marks on the armor. However... He is not the last one, every Mongolian Yin spirit, every knight who participated in this battle to protect the country, rushed to the endless spear formation in front of him like crazy at this moment, and then his soul was brutally harvested.
There's no going back either.
No matter how serious the casualties in front were, the cavalry in the rear rushed out completely regardless of their lives, even if they knew that going forward was hell, even if they knew that going forward was the end of their souls. But... there was not a word, not a single command. Supported entirely by faith, he even despised the crushing of strength for a moment.
Fight for the country. No one retreated.
Qin Ye felt that his throat was a little blocked.
Not moved.
He knew that if China had reached such a day, everyone would definitely do the same. Even... maybe he will.
But... can't appear this day!
The repression brought by this silent battlefield, the emotion brought by this fearless charge of dying for faith, is indescribable. I don't want to experience it myself. He never even thought that this... would turn out to be a silent battlefield.
Pieces of ghost fire filled the sky, and the deafening sound of horse hooves was like thunder. There was no scream, both sides were fulfilling their destiny. After the opening of the army formation, the Mongolian iron cavalry was not an opponent at all, and they flinched again and again after being rushed, but within an hour, the periphery of Ulaanbaatar was covered with silver tsunamis.
"Hundreds of years ago, the seven underworlds besieged the country of China. That battle was much more tragic than this." The quiet voice broke his contemplation, with a hoarse voice: "There should be no violence in this world, but... Only violence can overcome violence.”
"Humans... all have action goals because of some desires, and the same is true after death. There is no difference between the underworld and the human world... The battle in the underworld is still going on in the underworld, and everyone is fighting for limited resources. Everyone is fighting for more weight. International status. This is the fundamental demand of the country, and it is impossible for China's underworld to go beyond the realm."
"You may think that we are forcing you too hard, but if you don't force it, this scene is very likely to appear in China 100 years later."
Qin Ye didn't speak, but his eyes were complicated.
The second generation said, maybe you will blame me, but you will always understand.
Arthas, I have heard and said that there are only so many Yin spirits left in the underworld. Since you have taken over this important task, you should undertake your own obligations.
Now, he understands more clearly.
People are always moved inadvertently. Or enlightened.
Thoughts and eyes were divided into two areas, he looked deeply at this battlefield. Hundreds of thousands of Mongolian Yin soldiers, in just an hour, had already lost half of their casualties. At this moment, the Mongol cavalry separated at the same time. A group of dark cavalry rushed out.
They wear black armor and are even more sophisticated than the Russian underworld. Holding a flail, even the horse is wearing heavy armor. The Yin Qi in his body is by no means comparable to other cavalry.
In the Mongolian underworld, even those Yin spirits only have the rank of judges, and these hundreds of black cavalry are all impermanent officials.
Iron Buddha!
This is the most famous lethal weapon of Mengyuan Iron Cavalry. It just appeared and immediately charged towards the opposite side at full speed. The iron armor clattered, and the big sword in his hand dragged a crimson yin on the ground. With an unrivaled attitude, he rushed in from dozens of places!
Charged in with countless long guns!
Qin Ye shook his head and turned around, he didn't want to look anymore.
"You feel it too?" Ting listened in surprise.
"Such terrifying yin qi... how can you not feel it?" Qin Ye glanced at a certain place on the battlefield, where the yin qi was so intense that anger could not pass through. It's just that I haven't chosen to do it yet.
"Queen Catherine... another great emperor... was already there..."
"The Mongolian underworld has no ability to resist at all. But why didn't the other side do anything?"
He raised his hand slightly, and there was a scale mark on the palm of his hand. bleak.
"What do you think?" Di Ting asked, narrowing his eyes.
"They are dragging." Qin Ye sneered, "Because... the excavation site for the Wraith Crystal is not here."
"We can see from the Blue Sky Building that there is no black hole phenomenon in the urban area of Ulaanbaatar. According to records, the place where the Wraith Crystal exists is not in the urban area of Ulaanbaatar, but in... Teller Gee National Park."
"It was a war that could be settled right away, but they dragged on for an hour. It looked like they were completely victorious, and there would be a few more hours. They needed this reason to keep us here. And now... Peter the Great should be in Telegis. National Park, excavate the Wraith Crystal. Listen carefully, you say, do they dare to dig out the Wraith Crystal without telling us?"
"Maybe." Ting Ting sneered, licking his lips: "Now, all they want is safety, security, and safety. They don't care about international conventions. And what about our reinforcements?"
Qin Ye looked at the palm of his hand, and at this moment, the mark on the palm suddenly flashed with a subtle golden light.
"They have entered Asia." He put down his palms and looked deeply in the direction of Terelj National Park: "At most half an hour, they will arrive here!"
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Asia, Philippines.
One of the twelve Tian Luo, where Yang Jiye guards.
Chumen City, the capital of the Yin Si in the Philippines. At this moment, the attic in the center of the city, which should have been quiet, was brightly lit.
All the elites of the Yang family gathered here, staring at the huge gossip mirror in front of them.
In the center of the Eight Trigrams Mirror, there is a cloud, surging into the appearance of a world map. And on the map, countless Yin Qi rushed frantically from below, and at this moment, it was approaching the coast of the Philippines!
Around the Bagua Mirror, there is a circle of scales. At this moment, the number on the ruler is now completely red!
"Twenty-three billion..." Yang Jiye looked at the picture in shock, gasping for breath, his eyes twitching wildly: "Is this... a dozen Yamas traveling together? Or is it an outland underworld army?"
No one spoke, and after a few seconds, he suddenly raised his head: "Where is the land in the sun? Why is there no echo? What are they doing!"
He didn't know that at this moment, in the Philippines, countless citizens woke up from their sleep, and the members of the special agency all stared at the sky in astonishment. Countless dark clouds crossed eastward, tearing apart the night, drowning the clouds, and even the moonlight did not dare to appear.
Holy Spirit descends!