Chapter 857 His Majesty the Holy Ancestor strengthens his troops
The Supreme Birdman has not yet figured out what "sacrifice to spirits" is, but he has to face a pill, the size of a sheep shit egg, pitch black, and smells It tastes a little sweet.
Xin Zhuo's hand slowly moved, and the sheep shit egg also jumped, which was quite interesting.
"So, what is this?"
The Supreme Birdman swallowed and asked with a simple look.
Xin Zhuo explained sincerely: "This is called Jiuzhuan Aichangcunjuan Pill. I just invented it. You have to take the antidote once a month, otherwise you will die in extreme pain."
The Supreme Birdman laughed dryly. A voice: "Can you not eat it?"
"Yes!" Xin Zhuo said: " I will kill you now and use your intestines to knit a sweater for my dog.”
“A few pills are really a small thing.” The supreme birdman took it seriously. I have been weak and sick since I was a child, and I like to take pills.”
I swallowed them with my neck raised.
With the Supreme Birdman as an example, Ye Chen, Immortal Shi, Lingque'er and others will be much cleaner.
Xin Zhuo stood up, stretched, and flashed to the side in front of a pair of imperial golden armors. With a gentle pat, the armor possessed itself, and in the blink of an eye he changed from a handsome young man to a handsome young man. He has become an iron-blooded general with a fierce aura that shocks all directions. He has never experienced hundreds of thousands of battlefield battles, and he definitely does not have such an aura.
“Let’s go!”
The figure flashed outside the hall.
The Supreme Birdman group sighed helplessly and followed him away.
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The Nancheng School Ground, where Jiang Yuqing, the King of Qin, met Emperor Yang of the Great Zhou Dynasty, has now become the school ground of the Fourth Imperial Army of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
It has just passed the end of the Chen hour, and the beginning of the Si hour has arrived. The scorching sun is high. The vast campus covers hundreds of miles. It consists of 200,000 local Jiedu private soldiers, 200,000 Shence troops, and two One hundred thousand divine mighty troops, two hundred thousand heavenly mighty troops , 200,000 Palace Front Army, 300,000 Western Qin Direct Line, 300,000 Nanli Army, 86,000 Division Special Forces, 80,000 Border Barbarian Iron Army, 200,000 Demon Cavalry, 100,000 Heavy Armored Cavalry, and 30,000 Generals , composed of 30,000 witch barbarians, totaling more than 2 million.
Once the number of people exceeded 10,000, it was a sea of people. The neat military appearance of these more than 2 million troops was really beyond words to describe its spectacular situation.
Looking around, it is endless, the flags are fluttering, and the murderous aura is shaking. It seems that there are more than the sand in the desert.
Anyone who sees it will inevitably feel panic and despair.
However, in the eyes of the princes, nobles, officials, common people, merchants, and various religions of the Zhou Dynasty, they were full of pride.
That’s right! Such a large-scale nationwide military mobilization order is something that has never happened before in the history of the Great Thursday. It cannot be hidden from anyone. Although ordinary people do not know what is happening, it absolutely cannot stop their enthusiasm to watch.
Starting from Yin Shizhong, the inner and outer walls of Nancheng, both sides of the moat and even beyond have been densely occupied by civilians and low-level officials who are no less than the army. Everyone is waiting and watching. Various versions of The statement has been repeated eight hundred times.
But what everyone basically agrees on is that this battle will exhaust the national power of the Zhou Dynasty, and it can be called a battle where the country's fate and the country's fate are at stake. The commander-in-chief is the absolute myth of the Great Zhou Dynasty for a hundred years, His Majesty the Holy Ancestor Dachun and the Great Sage Emperor.
"I have traveled to many countries next week, and I have seen a lot. In the past sixty years since the golden age of martial arts, all countries have been fighting endlessly, but such a terrifying use of troops has never been seen before. Regardless of success or failure, it will definitely be left in history. A stroke of heavy ink, please remember today, everyone!
In the third year of Guangyun of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Emperor Shengzu used two million troops to conquer all directions. "
An old man! The scholar was full of emotion, his beard trembled with excitement, and he shouted hoarsely.
This sentence aroused the sympathy of many people, and countless eyes looked at it, including dignitaries, literary celebrities, martial arts masters and even famous prostitutes.
However, some scholars asked with a sulky face: "What do you mean, regardless of success or failure? This battle must be won. Our Emperor Zhou Shengzu is in command, His Majesty the Emperor, His Majesty the Emperor, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, all princes, princesses, honorable ministers The nobles, the clan, and even the Empress Dowager and the Empress all go out to fight. Never before has this battle been invincible!"
"Invincible, invincible!"
A flood of responses came from all directions.
Very good, before the soldiers moved, the people started to enjoy themselves.
It wasn't until a large number of generals in gold and silver armor boarded the ferocious and tall General Commanding Platform that the shouts stopped. Everyone looked intently at the main seat on the General Commanding Platform, which was still empty. At this moment, more than a dozen figures flashed out from the depths of the imperial city, carrying an aura that was all-powerful and overwhelming. The leader was dressed in dark gold armor, draped in gold embroidered dragons, and surrounded by a Just a glance at the layers of martial arts makes people feel insignificant and extremely shocked.
"Boom!"
The man landed on the main seat of the general platform, and the parasol flowers all over the sky fell one after another, like a holy miracle, and the heaven and earth were filled with fragrance.
A majestic aura swept around.
The endless army in front, which was originally calm and calm, now has a great morale. The clanging armor clashes, the thundering horses neigh, and the roar of mountains and tsunamis goes straight into the sky:
"Holy Emperor Long live your Majesty! Long live your Majesty!”
"Crash..."
Thousands of generals including Ji Yu and his son, who were also wearing imperial golden armor, Murong Yunxi in black crystal silver armor, and so on, knelt down and said: "Long live long live, long live long live. Years old!”
“Fuck! Isn’t this taking advantage?”
Gou Xianxian, Li Guangling and Mr. Zhuge also squatted down, looking embarrassed.
“Long live His Majesty the Holy Ancestor Emperor, long live long live!”
Countless people watching from all directions were extremely nervous and excited, and they knelt down one after another.
At this moment, between heaven and earth, under the sky, Xin Zhuo was the only one standing.
He looked up at the sky and sighed for the number of times. It would be great if this world was just a feudal society. Unfortunately, if you stand high and see far, martial arts is boundless at the end. This domineering scene suddenly became dull. Tasteless.
Of course, it was impossible for him to do something disappointing, and he had to play some tricks. He waved his hands vigorously: "All the soldiers are safe!"
The voice was extremely loud, just at the Soldiers from very far away can also clearly hear it.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Millions of soldiers stood up, their scales reflecting dazzling light in the sun, like an ocean of light.
Xin Zhuo silently looked at the boundless army for a while, then jumped up and ran straight into the sky. The dragon-shaped sword flashed out, rolling up the huge five-clawed golden dragon shadow, reaching towards the sky!
"Boom——"
The whole sky was covered by the dragon's shadow, and the golden dragon's ear-splitting roar "Aww——" actually tore the sky apart, and finally turned into a ball again. A giant sword with shining golden light spread across the sky.
This extremely terrifying vision of opening the sky is more effective than any morale-boosting words in the world.
In the south of the imperial capital city, under the sky, all the soldiers and civilians were deeply shocked, including the Supreme Birdman. Although this kind of illusion has no lethality, it requires a vast and deep true energy to transform it into an illusion of the Yuanji Realm. , he can’t do it either.
At this moment, Xin Zhuo stood under the giant sword, his clothes fluttering in the wind, like a man from heaven descending to earth. He glanced at everyone, and his voice shook all directions: "This battle will be won!"
" This battle must be won!”
The mountains below roared and the tsunami roared.
"The army in the south is led by Mr. Zhuge, assisted by Emperor Ji Yong, Prince Ji Kang and 273 generals from the old Western Qin tribe. The Supreme Birdmen and the masters of the four major sects raid the formation!"
"From the west! ...I will lead it myself!”
“Remember! If the enemy’s main force is to avoid it, it will tire the enemy and attack him unprepared. When you are weak, you see floods, forest fires attack, and mountains are dug up! Don’t be merciful when killing, and don’t be discouraged by small defeats..."
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Xin Zhuo issued a series of orders, and the tone of the last four words was a bit strange: "The whole army attacks!"
(End of this chapter)