Chapter 773 East Road

Style: Historical Author: Dream of WuyueWords: 1827Update Time: 24/01/12 03:07:41
The Kunpeng aircraft was suddenly besieged by a swarm of drones. Huang Taiji had no time to counterattack, and the surrounding area instantly turned into a ball of fire.

With a violent explosion, the shock wave tore everything apart.

The spaceship was like a gorgeous firework, blooming for a few seconds and then immediately annihilated. The wreckage of the spacecraft fell to the ground, and a few mushroom clouds rose from the ground.

A robot-piloted spaceship led a swarm of drones, buzzing like flies, cruising around the Kunpeng fragments twice. After confirming that no humans survived, it suddenly accelerated and flew south.

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After an unknown amount of time, severe pain seeped out from the seams of his bones and swept through his body, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at his body.

Once again, Qi Meng woke up from extreme pain.

The short but long journey that had just ended flashed before my eyes like a slideshow.

From being hit on the head by a rose to overcoming obstacles to establish the Great Qi Empire, from leading an army to the east to become an immortal to witnessing Liu Kan and Liu Yufei killing each other, the Qi Kingdom fell apart...

The scene was finally frozen half an hour ago, when the Kunpeng spaceship was attacked by an enemy and turned into a fireball and fell to the ground.

After the fire burned out, the earth fell into darkness, and the surroundings were as silent as death.

Only consciousness remains.

A slightly cold mechanical female voice caught his attention:

"The 301st corrective action failed. The 301st parallel space entered a closed state. Players passively exited. The main line of the world has not been changed. Please reopen the Eastern World, or choose to give up."

Continue or give up?

Qi Meng endured the severe pain and shouted with all his strength: "Continue!"

"Ready to enter the Eastern World, please select the character card."

Liu Zhaosun, Jin Yuji, Kang Yingqian, Qiao Yiqi, Liu Kan, Liu Yufei, Zhu Yijun, Zhu Youxiao, Zhu Youjian, Fang Congzhe, Wei Zhongxian, Yang Hao, Hong Chengchou, Lu Xiangsheng, Sun Chuanting, Hong Chengchou, Wang Zaijin, Sun Chengzong, Yuan Chonghuan, Xiong Tingbi, Xu Guangqi, Yuan Keli, Yang He...

A dense array of names appeared in front of Qi Meng like an army waiting for review.

"Liu Zhaosun."

He once again chose the role of Liu Zhaosun. After all, he was familiar with it. He had already played the role more than 300 times before.

The game started loading, and the cold female voice sounded again:

“Article 1: The first task is to change the direction of history, prevent the establishment of Daqi, and kill the Vine Company in its bud;

Article 2: Do not harm other players when encountering them.

Article 3: If you quit midway or are forced to quit, all memories will be cleared;

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Danger reminder: Currently, all planes have been invaded by vines. Please pay attention to identify and eliminate the enemies lurking in the eastern world...

Are you sure to enter again?

"Sure."

"Prepare to enter the eastern world, load the background: the Saarhu battlefield in Liaodong; load the character: Liu Wei's adopted son Liu Zhaosun, load time: March of the 47th year of Wanli... Preparation is completed, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4·····”

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The sound of horse hoofbeats came to his ears, and the northwest wind blew snowflakes. A snowflake was blown by the wind and fell on the back of the servant's neck. Qi Meng was startled and woke up, realizing that he was riding on a horse. If the horse falls asleep on the horse, immediately hold on to the reins.

At this time, the fourth brother Liu Tianxing came from beside him and laughed: "Xiao Shisan, you hung out with your sweetheart in Shenyang for a long time the day before yesterday, and you can't even ride the horse steadily."

Qi Meng ignored Liu Tianxing and looked around.

Red mandarin duck war coats were spread out on the plain, and several beam horses were cruising on the mountain ridge line in the distance. There were dark clouds in the northwest, and there were faint wolf smoke.

Unlike other players, as a senior programmer and one of the main creators of the parallel world, Qi Meng's memory of the Eastern World is exempt from deletion. In this way, every time he enters the Eastern World, he can bypass the rules and directly load the file. This is one of the reasons why he ranks high.

In short, familiar weather, familiar terrain, and familiar travel.

The 301st time became Liu Zhaosun, and the story began again.

The slowly advancing queue finally came to a complete stop, and there was a sudden commotion in front. The soldiers crowded together and chatted. Liu Zhaosun asked his servant Ding Zhangdong to come forward to check. After a cup of tea, Zhang Mazi came back to report that it was Juniper's Tangma. coming.

"Juniper Tangma?" Qi Meng could no longer remember how many times he had killed "Juniper Tangma".

"The dog Tatars are really endless and they can't be killed!"

Liu Zhaosun skillfully tightened the reins, dismounted, and walked to the front of the queue. When he came to his adoptive father, he saw Liu Wei giving orders to Liu Tianxing.

Seeing this situation, Liu Zhaosun quickly advised:

"Father, since Jun Song has sent people to present military merits, we must not damage the harmony between the two families..."

"Xiao Shisan, what the hell are you talking about? Don't stop your adoptive father from doing great things!" Liu Tianxing came out from halfway and stood in front of him.

Liu Zhaosun refused to argue with his fourth brother. He noticed that his adoptive father was holding a 120-pound machete and was bleeding profusely.

"Who did my foster father kill?"

When he turned around and saw Liu Zhaosun, Liu Wei showed a look of relief on his face and said carelessly:

"Xiao Shisan, you came just in time. Tang Ma is a fake, surrendered by Baoyi pretending to be a fake. I have already chopped off their heads. Li Yongfang wants to deceive me, but he is too young."

Liu Zhaosun:·····

Looking at the heads of moneyed rat-tails neatly placed on the ground, Liu Zhaosun fell into deep thought.

Could it be that the adoptive father in front of me is also a player who entered the Eastern World?

"Little Thirteen," Liu Wei looked around and continued, "There is a wealth of incredible wealth here. Do you want it?"

"What wealth?"

"The current emperor is stupid and ignorant. He only wants to be a hand-off shopkeeper and not go to court for decades! Civil servants look down on military men. This time we are aiding the Liao Dynasty. We are short of food, grass and firearms, and Yang Hao is not willing to give them. The whole court is waiting to see me come. Liaodong died... Look at these guest soldiers, they don't look like elites! Tomorrow's confrontation with Jiannu will be a disaster, I think for my father, it's better to lead the troops yourself and kill the supervisors first. ·······”