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Chapter 864 The Nineteenth Year of the Qin Dynasty

In the eighteenth year of the Qin Dynasty, Lu Yan, the national teacher, started a grand celebration with the people that shocked the past and present at the end of the seventeenth year.

In the middle of this year, the State of Qin suffered the death of Lu Yan, and then the natural disasters in Bashu. Unconsciously, a year had passed, and it was the nineteenth year of the Qin Dynasty.

In October, this new year has passed by hastily.

Wang Jian, the general of the Qin Dynasty, ordered 15,000 of the most elite armor-piercing soldiers from hundreds of battles to march into Bashu and quell the disaster in Shu.

The Armor-Piercing Soldiers of Hundreds of Battles were originally the leading elite regiment of the Qin State. From the elite to the elite, one can imagine the quality of these 15,000 soldiers.

Accompanying Wang Jian's army into Shu were the protector of the country, Xinghun, and "Mrs. Jun" Nongyu.

The so-called title of Mrs. Jun is a special product of Ying Zheng's decision and the collision of this era.

In October, Qin Wangzheng personally moved to Yongcheng, facing the Changhong Sword enshrined in the Qin Ancestral Temple, and announced that Lu Yan would be posthumously named Lord Jingping, which meant to pacify the world.

Lu Yan did not have any blood relatives alive, so no one could enjoy the honor of being crowned king. So the King of Qin asked Lu Yan's widow, Mrs. Nongyu, to receive the title on her husband's behalf, becoming the first official female crown prince.

Jingping Jun, Mrs. Jun, this special title was born.

The attitude of the King of Qin was unimaginably tough. God's will to Lu Yan and Qin's punishment were all bullshit. I decided to improve Lu Yan's status in the Qin State to see what the so-called God's will could do.

For a group of people in the country who were superstitious about God's will, Ying Zheng blocked their mouths on the grounds that the war was about to start and the military morale should not be slackened. Military justice was very different from usual. If you dare to talk too much, you will be cut off directly.

Under such strong suppression, the rumors about Lu Yan's disobedience to heaven and causing natural disasters in Qin were temporarily suppressed. As long as Wang Jian can successfully pacify Bashu, all this chaos will be over.

At the same time that Wang Jian's troops marched into Bashu, the entire Bashu land was in riots and had already taken the lead.



"Demon Lord, rumors are spreading wildly, and the Shu County Sheriff has sent his men to Shu Mountain for help."

"Demon Lord, on the other side of the plank road, a few men from the Qin State have broken through."

When the Demon Lord heard his subordinate's report, he let out a dull and hoarse laugh. Everyone could only see his back looming in the diffuse black smoke.

"Hey, hey, everything is going according to plan. Priest, tell those fools that they will have as much as they can grab in Bashu."

The black-robed priest held the ancient wooden staff and leaned forward to accept the order, "I obey, Lord Demon." After saying that, he bowed and retreated, and retreated.

呲呲~噼~

The diffuse black smoke screen was shattered by the beating bloody thunder. The three blood lines on the Demon Lord's forehead converged into red light, and he turned towards his subordinates.

His phoenix eyes opened, his brows furrowed into his temples, his pale and demonic face was filled with murderous intent, "The rest of the people, follow me and kill towards Shushan. Those who blaspheme the demon god shall die."

"Yes, Demon Lord."

"The blasphemer deserves to die~"

The believers of the Demon God let out a roar that shook the whole camp. Hundreds of warriors gathered in a queue, waiting for the Demon Lord to lead them into battle.

At the forefront of these hundreds of people stood seven people with the same appearance as the Demon Lord. They also had extremely pale skin, almost naked upper body clothes, and blood lines on their foreheads. But the Demon Lord

There are three blood lines, but these seven people only have one.

"Haaah~ah~"

A long low roar came from the Demon Lord's throat, carrying a shock wave of black energy that spread in all directions.

"Believers of my god, follow me on my expedition to sweep away all the blasphemous scum in this world. God has given me eight thunders to stop the wilderness, haha~"

The Demon Lord opened a huge thunder net with both hands, forming a strange sea of ​​thunder in the air. Endless flashes of lightning illuminated the entire tribe and the crazy faces of hundreds of people.

"Eight thunders are heard, the power of the gods is moving, and when a thousand years are over, the blood of Zhan Tian will not end~"

Boom~

The sea of ​​thunder poured down, including everyone present, bathed in the blood thunder containing strong demonic energy. These followers of the demon god suddenly felt the power in their limbs and bones, becoming more powerful.

"Zhantian, the blood will never end~"

"The battle will never end with blood!"

"The battle will never end with blood~"

Everyone roared high and stared with scarlet eyes. The veins on the abnormally white skin were bulging, and it seemed that the blood flowing through the veins could be directly seen.

The Demon Lord stood on a high place, looking at a group of berserker warriors with faith, with a stern light in his phoenix eyes.

Eight hundred years have passed, and there is only one step left. As long as you take one more step, God will come.



Shushan, Wu tribe.

Yu Rouchen was walking through the forest as usual. His eyes glanced around irregularly, without paying attention to his feet at all. Just his habitual movements made the branches of his forest move faster, even faster than those of apes in nature.

Be flexible.

He is responsible for daily patrols.

Sudden--

"Um?"

Yu Rongchen made a sound of surprise, his thick eyebrows furrowed, and the hairs on his two black arms seemed to stand up one by one.

What does this feel like?

He couldn't describe it, he only felt an inexplicable fear that seemed to make his body tremble.

"Ah~ No!"

He quickly came to his senses, lowered his head and looked at his feet, then fell down, crawled on the ground, and put his ears close to the soil.

Trembling, the ground is trembling!

"Not good~"

Yu Rongchen instantly stood up, grabbed the branch with both hands, swung up, and ran towards the tribe at full speed.

At the same time, he used his inner strength to roar into the sky with the unique howl of the Shushan witch tribe.

"Oh~~"

The high-speed howling sound alerted the guard posts in various places in Shu Mountain. In an instant, the signal of war was raised among the Wu tribe.

"Here he is, a scumbag who practices evil arts."

Xing Wu twisted his wrist and uttered a few curse words, embodying more than twenty years of hatred and anger.

He jumped onto a building in the tribe that was similar to a commander's platform, held his breath in his chest, and said, "Gather, prepare to face the enemy."

Whoosh~

Phew~

Yu Yuan's guards scattered throughout the tribe, after hearing the order to assemble, gathered in front of Xing Wu within ten breaths.

Xing Wu looked directly at one of them and ordered: "Xing Qiu, take your people with you to protect the high priest and follow his instructions."

"Yes, father, leader."

The man named Xingqiu accepted the order and disappeared in an instant.

"Yu Qing, you and your team stay in the tribe to guard against possible enemies sneaking in."

"Yes, leader."

"The rest of the people will follow me to the front line to kill the enemy."

"Yes~"



Bai Feng's figure appeared on a mountain rock, and his blue pupils reflected the distant sky. There should have been blue sky and white clouds there, but now, there were several dark clouds.

"Another flock of birds has suffered a sudden change."

He closed his eyes and sighed for those poor birds. Then his eyebrows were raised and his whole body moved with energy.

A crisp whistle called out two white wings that covered the sky.

The white phoenix jumped up into the sky, landed firmly on the back of the King of Birds, and stroked her neck with one hand.

"The enemy who harmed you is coming. Be careful. This battle is very unusual."

"唳!唳~"

The king bird flapped its wings and flew high, its shrill cry resounding throughout Shushan.

In an instant, countless birds flew into formation throughout Shushan!


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