Daqin: Bear children tell stories, emperors beg to shut up

Winning Chang'an, which is beneficial to tens of millions of cavalry, is like a drop in the ocean, so small, so not worth mentioning.

But it was this little child who forcibly blocked the thousands of troops, preventing them from stepping into the Central Plains!

"It's such a slashing knife to the abyss, blood staining the sky, I want to see if you have the ability."

"Linglong" 86863718⒉

Kublai Khan was impatient.

The brat in front of him was as hard as a rock.

Soft and hard do not eat.

If so, go to hell!

"Who dares to touch my son?"

An old and thick voice suddenly sounded.

On the darkening sky.

A figure fell like a meteor and appeared beside Ying Changan.

"Who are you?"

Emperor Kangxi narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the old man who suddenly appeared.

"Hundred schools of thought, great elders of the Mo family!"

The voice of the great elder of the Mo family was resounding.

"Humph!"

"It's just one person, what's the use?"

Jie Li smiled disdainfully.

Even if there is one more person, it is just death in vain.

"Really?"

The great elder of the Mo family laughed.

next moment. "four three three"

Another meteor fell quickly.

A young girl in Taoist robes with clear eyes appeared next to Ying Chang'an.

"Hundred schools of thought, Taoism, and Tianzong."

Many barbarian emperors frowned.

Why come another one?

"Look at the sky!"

I don't know who screamed.

Everyone looked up.

The sight in front of them made all the members of the Barbarian Empire Alliance dumbfounded.

Even Kublai Khan's pupils constricted.

above the sky.

Thousands of "shooting stars" filled the entire night sky and flew towards the battlefield.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of falling one after another, like firecrackers, crackled non-stop.

"Hundreds of schools of thought, legalists fight!"

"Great Song Empire, beggars fight!"

"The Great Ming Empire, the six gates face each other!"

"The Great Tang Empire, the double dragons will fight!"

"The Emei faction meets!"

"Songshan faction welcome!"

"Empty faction meets!

"..."

More and more meteors are falling from the sky.

Densely packed, tens of thousands.

This scene in front of me.

All the barbarian emperors suddenly felt their scalps go numb.

because they found out.

As the number of falling meteors increases.

The power to win Chang'an is also growing rapidly.

At last.

One of the most dazzling meteor pierced through the vast night, came from thousands of miles, and suddenly appeared in front of Ying Chang'an.

"Wudang sent Zhang Sanfeng, come to fight!"

The immortal Zhang Sanfeng finally arrived at the battlefield.

Followed by it, there are Wudang Seven Heroes, as well as countless heroes in the world.

All the strong men gathered to win Chang'an.

this moment.

This young doll has become the spiritual pillar in the hearts of millions of strong people in the world.

It is precisely because of the existence of Ying Chang'an.

Powerful people from all corners of the world gathered together in an unprecedented way...

Even more amazing.

Each of them held a thin piece of paper in their hands.

If you are careful, look carefully.

The content on each sheet is the same.

Especially the three big bloody characters at the beginning make people feel terrified.

Dead copybook!

These people all came with the idea of ​​mortal death!

It is not above the temple, but far away from the rivers and lakes.

They gathered here, fighting to the death without retreating, just for the same belief.

Protect the Chinese nation!

An ordinary man, unfilial to the life of seven feet!

If you don't enter the court, you can save the common people!

They are the cutest people!

"Finally something interesting."

Standing in front of tens of thousands of people, Ying Changan grinned, showing his signature mischievous smile.

But that smile was ghastly and terrifying, like a villain crawling out of hell.

Whatever you see, you must die!

"Little baby, get my old bones out of Wudang Mountain, don't expect me to go back so easily."

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his snow-white beard and joked with a smile.

"Old man, you are quite old, can you stand up to it?"

Ying Chang'an raised his eyes, staring at Zhang Sanfeng with big black eyes, his sinister smile gradually became innocent.

The kill is reserved for the enemy.

For others, only innocence and loveliness.

"You little baby, you don't know how to respect the old and love the young. Just don't die on the battlefield before the old man."

"A new era has begun, and you will be the apex above tens of millions."

"So, don't die."

Zhang Sanfeng still smiled like a spring breeze, but there was sincere concern in his tone.

More than 100 years.

How many days Jiao is as bright as a shooting star, but also flashes by like a shooting star.

He had never seen a boy like Ying Chang'an.

"It seems that there is nothing wrong with living longer."

He secretly sighed in his heart.

"Don't worry, old man. They don't deserve my life."

Ying Chang'an shrugged his shoulders, speaking in an extremely relaxed and freehand manner.

night sky.

The sky is full of stars, like a bright galaxy.

A vast battlefield stretching thousands of miles.

The alliance of barbarian empires and the millions of powerhouses in the Central Plains have finally launched a head-on confrontation.

The light of the Demon Slaying Sword became stronger and stronger.

It seemed to be waiting for that moment to come.

Not just the Demon Slaying Sword.

Everyone is waiting for Win Chang'an to issue an order to launch a general offensive.

"Whoo~"

Win Chang'an and stand against the wind.

A gentle breeze blows his long hair.

at this moment.

He is so small, but his back looks extremely majestic.

Taoist Tianzong quietly looked at the bear boy beside him, his beautiful eyes flickered and trembled slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

But Ying Chang'an didn't notice this.

Tens of millions of eyes were on him, waiting for him.

"May the dead die with me!"

The crisp sound was like the sound of nature, rumbling under the night sky.

Everyone's blood was boiling with excitement, and their scalps were numb.

Arrived!

finally reached!

"Wind up, fight to the death!"

The leader of the beggar gang in the Great Song Empire raised his dog-beating stick high and roared in the wind at the top of his voice.

"Wind up, fight to the death!"