When Zhao Lian'er expressed this idea, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.
"When the First Emperor unified the six kingdoms, he was incomparable and unstoppable. The millions of Qin troops were able to look down on them and fear nothing."
Lu Wushuang was quite emotional: "But it only took three years from the death of Qin Shihuang to the demise of the Qin Dynasty. How could such a powerful Qin Dynasty army only have a temporary labor force of less than 200,000 people? Then the remaining
Where did the Qin army go? This has actually been the biggest research direction of some Qin historians today."
"Could it be that they were all brought here by Xu Fu and buried together?"
"This is impossible."
She shook her head: "Pull hundreds of thousands of soldiers to be buried in the fairyland of the South China Sea. Even if Xu Fu is willing, it is impossible for the First Emperor to agree."
"But what if he wants to bring hundreds of thousands of troops to conquer the wonderland of the South China Sea to find the elixir of immortality for the First Emperor?"
Lu Fan said calmly: "The resentment held by hundreds of thousands of generals who were buried in the graves is enough to penetrate the sky and the earth, forming an extremely terrifying force."
"If this power is utilized, I'm afraid even the strongest person in the world will not be Xu Fu's opponent, right?"
"There seems to be a stone formation ahead."
"Go and have a look."
Without giving others time to react, Lu Fan took a step forward and walked forward.
Sure enough, after everyone followed Lu Fan's steps and walked forward for a certain distance, they suddenly discovered that there were 24 pillars standing not far ahead!
These pillars are very thick and look like they are made of gold or wrought copper. They exude an indescribable chilling atmosphere.
"What, what is this?" Everyone was stunned when they saw these 24 golden pillars.
Lu Fan also had a serious look on his face. This golden pillar reminded him inexplicably of his experience in the eighth-rate station in Japan.
At this moment, an eerie and sarcastic man's voice sounded in the military camp in Ma Pingchuan. "This is the Twelve Golden Man! I finally found it. This is the Twelve Golden Man! Back then, the old man
The Twelve Golden Figures forged by our ancestors for the First Emperor! A sacred weapon that governs the country!"
Ghostly voices came from all directions in the military camp, and the ghostly aura was as thick as fog.
"Who?"
In such an environment, everyone was startled when they suddenly heard such a sound, and then looked around with wary expressions.