My Twenty-four Heavens

I'm right here, advancing and retreating with you.

Even if I die, I will die with you.

Zhao Zheng, wearing a simple battle armor, stood on the chariot representing the majesty of the royal family, looking at his army calmly.

This is the last iron-blooded army of Great Qin, and it is also an army composed entirely of old Qin people.

The Confucian scholars and martial arts in front of him were numerous and powerful, and the eyes of these old Qin people did not fluctuate in any way.

It's just a battle to the death, it's just a burial.

The army was dead silent.

The spiritual will of the soldiers gathered together, forming a thick blood-colored evil cloud.

This is the nature of this world.

Every life has luck, and the so-called luck is the thoughts that life constantly emits.

It's just that ordinary people's thoughts are very weak and messy, and they don't have any effect at all.

Only when the thoughts of countless people are transformed into luck by the feng shui formation, and gathered together, can they have the power to turn decay into magic.

With the blessing of luck, both the spirit and body of a person will be baptized, and they will be qualified to control dark energy.

And once the dark energy is harnessed and turned into one's own, the individual life will truly become stronger, instead of becoming stronger due to the increase of luck.

After becoming stronger, the gain brought about by the increase in luck has little meaning, but it is still effective in the end, but different gains have different upper limits of strength.

Those who break this upper limit are undoubtedly geniuses, who can easily be promoted to rank.

And the aura exuded by this kind of life has different characteristics in different people.

Confucian scholars who read wisdom from reading, the idea of ​​luck exuded can be called Wenqi.

Soldiers who were born in the army exude thoughts of good luck and strong evil spirits, which can be called military spirits when gathered together.

And some powerful warriors, after having a certain amount of martial arts beliefs in their hearts, the luck exuded by individuals can be transformed into martial arts.

The fortunes of countless lives gather together,

It can form the power of luck similar to the luck of the country.

And in the war, the most elite soldiers gather this kind of luck together to become the military soul.

This group of old Qin people in Daqin, the army soul is a ferocious wolf.

Just like their ancestors, they survived in the cracks like wolves, grabbing meat with all their might.

Although he is now facing a battle with a military spirit like a king's tiger, the evil wolf of Daqin is still brutal and ruthless.

People from Qin... Even if they die, they must die standing up!

The great king's division has arrived, with a million-strong army almost covering the sky and the sun, and the strong bloody aura turned into a fierce tiger, coming at a domineering pace.

Looking around, there are enemies everywhere, and Qin's army has no way out except in the direction of the capital behind them.

Facing Daqian, whose army spirit was like a king, Daqin's army spirit kept spinning in the void uneasy, growling in a low voice like an anxious wolf.

Da Qin, surrender!

Facing Daqin with only 100,000 troops left, Daqian's army let out an earth-shattering roar, constantly oppressing Daqin mentally.

This is the mystery of the art of war, suppressing the opponent's morale and weakening the opponent's ability to resist.

However, this is an army composed of old Qin people.

Looking at the enemy ten times as big as himself, Qin Wang Zhao Zheng turned around, looked at those dark faces, and his voice echoed between heaven and earth:

I ask you, is there a concept of head portrait in the life of the old Qin people?

No!

Speaking of the identity of the old Qin people, all the soldiers became excited. It was the pride in their bones and the fierceness passed down from their ancestors.

Then tell me, are old Qin people afraid of death?

Zhao Zheng's blood also boiled.

He is the aloof king of Qin, and he is also a Qin man with Qin blood flowing in his bones.

Facing Zhao Zheng's questioning, all the soldiers pulled their necks and shouted:

Don't be afraid!

Facing ten times as many enemies, can we bite off a piece of their flesh before we die?

Even if we are dead, they will be terrified when they mention the old Qin people!

Tell me, can you!

Zhao Zheng pulled out his Son of Heaven Sword abruptly, and his aura was extremely terrifying, and the luck of the whole Great Qin was blessed to him.

The golden national fortune is added to the gods, and the unicorn is looming.

Facing Zhao Zheng, who was already fighting, the soldiers looked fierce like wolves in their eyes:

able!

Then follow me to kill!

Under the leadership of Zhao Zheng, the last army of the old Qin people charged towards Dagan.

Although the morale of the old Qin people is like a rainbow, but the work is not moving like a mountain, completely ignoring the ferocity of the old Qin people.

There is no way, the strength of Dagan is there, and this battle cannot be lost.

Unless the sky falls apart, you will win if you work hard.

Kill them.

It is impossible for these people to surrender. Instead of leaving future troubles, it is better to completely exterminate them.

Army attack!

To unify this world, we can try to establish a heavenly court, and that is the real strength of Yunchao.

Heavenly Court... I am waiting for the player, isn't what we are looking for the seat of the God of Heaven and Earth?

After the battle of the troops, some people shouted loudly, while others whispered to themselves.

So Dagan's army also moved, and the fierce tiger in the sky let out a roar that shook the world, and the crowd like a tide rushed towards the Daqin army to suppress it.

In the army, powerful auras rose one after another, and warriors and Confucian scholars no longer concealed their strength.

This is a fateful battle, even if it is a battle that must be won, you must use the strength of a lion fighting a rabbit.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Tong had a playful expression on his face:

Did you forget a word?

Supernatural powers are no match for Tianshu, and I am Tianshu in this world.

It's just a group of time travellers. Isn't it good to work honestly?

If you want to grasp the supreme authority of this world, you really think too much.

As the creator, Zhang Tong glanced towards the void of the universe, and suddenly a huge asteroid appeared in the universe.

Under the Creator's will, the asteroid quickly smashed towards this world.

After entering the atmosphere, the asteroid burst into flames, and the entire sky was blazing red.

The huge roar echoed between the sky and the earth, and both sides in the battle couldn't help but stop.

It's scary!

Facing that kind of heavenly power, even the most powerful warriors are as weak as ants.

Meteorites falling from the sky are nothing to civilizations that already know how to detect things.

But that meteorite is too fucking big, right?

For a time, many people had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

This thing won't fall and kill people, right?

The military soul was a little shaken, whether it was a greedy wolf or a fierce tiger, they all looked towards the sky under the thoughts of countless soldiers.

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