"The old Qin bravely fought against the national calamity together"
"Old Qin is brave, restore our rivers and mountains"
"Unless the blood is shed, there will be a truce to the death."
"There is the Great Qin in the west, and it is rising like the sun."
"A hundred years of national hatred, the sea is difficult to calm down"
"How can there be peace in the world of chaos?"
"Qin has sharp men, who can compete with him?"
…
Soon, the second infantry phalanx came over with a low, uniform roar, with a number of 5,000 people, all wearing black armor, black flags fluttering, the atmosphere was strict, and the momentum was soaring to the sky.
"Long live the Great Qin"
"Long live the Great Qin"
…
Hundreds of thousands of people in Xi'an, who had never seen such a shocking scene, cheered, their faces flushed with excitement, their hands numb from clapping, their voices hoarse, and in the end there was only hysterical howling.
Seeing this scene, Pierre's face became even more gloomy. As the British Ambassador to China, he had seen the scene of this undead army attacking the city more than once.
The sight of thousands of people, tens of thousands of people, overwhelming the modern defense fortifications and directly breaking through them once made him feel chilled and frightened.
But after he learned the truth about the world and the secret power of Western civilization, everything disappeared.
"snort"
He snorted with disdain in his heart, and then looked at the undead legion passing by the city, his eyes filled with contempt.
From the corner of his eye, he noticed a lot of dust on his shoulder. He frowned, raised his white-gloved right hand from the civilized stick, flicked it twice on his shoulder, and put it back on the civilized stick. , his expression returned to reserve.
"Roar"
"Roar"
…
The third infantry phalanx came over, with about 2,000 people. The difference from the previous two is that each of them is over two and a half meters tall, with bronze-colored bodies, and their muscles are like rocks. Their hair is disheveled, and each of them is holding a huge mountain-breaking ax, like a berserker.
The people attending the ceremony had never seen such a wild army, and they suddenly burst into thunderous cheers.
"Long live the Great Qin"
"Long live the Great Qin"
"Long live the Great Qin"
…
The sound of cheers rushed into the sky and vibrated for miles.
Black flags fluttered in the wind on the tower.
Ying Zheng nodded with satisfaction and introduced: "This is a martial soldier that I created using the White Emperor's Golden Emperor Qi that I have cultivated these days. The physical strength is ten times that of ordinary infantry."
"These warriors are equivalent to humanoid tanks"
Cao Yi, who had been watching, heard this and made an evaluation.
Of course, in terms of practicality, soldiers are better than tanks. Soldiers cannot be killed and will not stop midway due to lack of fuel.
"laugh!"
A disdainful laugh came.
Cao Yi knew that it was the British Ambassador to China Pierre who sent it even without reading it!
Next, ten phalanxes came on stage one after another, including cavalry, chariot soldiers, and crossbowmen. Some were majestic and unyielding, and some had exaggerated muscles and tall bodies. At first glance, they were full of force. During this period, the cheers of the people never stopped.
A layman looks at the excitement, an expert looks at the door.
As more and more phalanxes showed off their personal strength behind them, Cao Yi realized something was wrong, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
At this time, Ying Zheng sent a meaningful look.
Cao Yi immediately understood that these increasingly exaggerated phalanxes were misleading the enemy.
Let the enemy think that Da Qin's immortal army is just a brainless army that relies on physical strength and immortality.
Thinking of this, Cao Yi released his senses, and within a short while, he discovered dozens of obscure auras hidden in the crowd through all-pervasive methods.
Some of the auras are weird, evil, and full of evil spirits, and they should be from the legendary vampires.
Some are holy and pure but are tainted with chaos and confusion. It should be the Holy See that relies on the power of chaotic faith to maintain its livelihood.
Some have very strong mental powers, not quite like humans, and I don’t know which force they come from.
"Long live your Majesty"
"Long live your Majesty"
…
A louder cheer came.
Only then did Cao Yi realize that the military parade was over.
Ying Zheng is giving a speech, announcing the formal reconstruction of the Qin Dynasty and the establishment ceremony of the new Taoism to be held later.
Twenty minutes later, Ying Zheng's speech ended.
The British Ambassador Pierre, who was impatient to wait, came over without a smile on his face: "Your Majesty, I have to say that your rudeness and arrogance make me very angry and angry. You are showing contempt." The British Empire looked down upon the United States, the Soviet Union and other world powers that I represented.”
Forehead!
Why don't you say you represent the whole world!
Cao Yi wanted to laugh.
Ying Zheng turned to look at Pierre for the first time, with a calm expression on his face, without any trace of anger.
Pierre glanced at Principal Jiang and the officials who had their heads lowered behind Ying Zheng. He shook his head in disappointment and said, "It's hard to imagine that not long ago this country was the country that had touched the threshold of modern civilization. Now this country is in terrible shape. We are on the road to ****'s destruction, Mr. Jiang, do you think I am right?"
Principal Jiang: "..."
Cao Yi could completely understand Principal Jiang's mood at this moment.
At this moment, another sound of 'Long live' came from below the tower.
"damn it****"
Pierre rubbed his ears, looked at Ying Zheng and said seriously: "Your Majesty the Emperor, on behalf of the United States, the Soviet Union, and the member states of the British Commonwealth, I solemnly issue an ultimatum to you to recognize the Treaty of Friendship and Trade signed last year and stop all corruption. ** behavior and seditious activities, otherwise you and your country will suffer the punishment of the civilized world."
Having said this, he looked around, held his head high, and doubled his voice: "Your undead army is a joke to the civilized world. The consequences of challenging the civilized world are very serious. You will become your country, you The sinners of this nation.”
"It's over"
Ying Zheng spoke for the first time, his expression as calm as water, without a trace of ripples.
Pierre was stunned for a moment and nodded.
"Sacrifice flag"
Ying Zheng said two words in a cold tone.
"Sacrifice flag?"
Pierre's Chinese level was not enough for him to understand the meaning of these two words, and he was confused for a moment.
Several Qin soldiers who were relatively close came forward with spears and stabbed several of Pierre's entourage to death without any explanation.
"You, you are crazy, you barbarians..."
No matter how poor his Chinese skills are, Pierre still knows what the word "jiqi" means.
Two Qin soldiers came over, held Pierre on the left and right, pressed him against the wall with the flag, drew out his bronze sword, and prepared to stab him.
Suddenly, a powerful energy burst out from the crowd below, and then a man holding a cross rushed out. Two white wings, three to four meters long, spread out behind him. He flapped his wings and rushed up to a hundred meters in the air, looking down, like an angel in mythology.
Pierre, who was about to die, saw help coming and shouted excitedly: "Angel, save me quickly"
Phew!
The bronze sword pierced Pierre's body, and blood spurted out, splattering a lot on the flag.
The angel seemed not to notice, looking at the people on the tower with an indifferent expression: "Kneel down."
