"God of old Qin, go to the national crisis together"

"The old Qin will regain my world"

"The blood will not flow dry, and the battle will not stop until death"

"There is a great Qin in the west, and it is like the sun rising"

"A hundred years of national hatred will be quelled"

"The world is in trouble, how can we get peace?"

"There are Ruis in Qin, who will compete with you?"

...

Soon, the second infantry phalanx drove over with a low and neat roar. The number was as high as 5,000 people, all with black armor and black flags, with a strong atmosphere and awesome.

"Long live the Qin Dynasty"

"Long live the Qin Dynasty"

...

Hundreds of thousands of Xi'an people who had never seen such a shocking scene cheered, their faces flushed with excitement, their hands were numb, and their voices were hoarse. In the end, only hysterical howls were left.

Seeing this scene, Pierre's face became even more gloomy. As the British ambassador to China, he had seen this scene of this undead legion siege more than once.

The scene of the formation of thousands and tens of thousands of people pressing towards modern and modern fortifications like a tide and directly breaking through him once made him feel cold and frightened.

However, after he learned the truth of the world and learned the powerful strength in the secret of the Western civilized world, everything disappeared.

"snort"

He snorted coldly with disdain in his heart, and then looked at the undead army team passing by under the city, his eyes full of contempt.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he found a lot of dust falling on his shoulders, frowned, and raised his right hand with white gloves from the civilization stick, gently flicked it on his shoulders, and then put it back on the civilization stick, returning to his reserved expression.

"roar"

"roar"

...

The third infantry formation came over, about 2,000 people. Unlike the two in front, each of them was more than 2.5 meters tall, with a bronze body, and a rock-like muscles, with hair loose. Everyone held a giant mountain-opening axe in his hand, like a berserker.

The people participating in the ceremony had never seen such a wild army, and thunderous cheers burst out.

"Long live the Qin Dynasty"

"Long live the Qin Dynasty"

"Long live the Qin Dynasty"

...

The cheering sound rushed into the sky, vibrating for miles.

Black flags fluttering in the wind on the city tower.

Ying Zheng nodded with satisfaction and introduced: "This is the martial savage created by the White Emperor Golden Emperor energy I have cultivated over the past few days. The physical strength is ten times that of ordinary infantry."

"These martial soldiers are equivalent to human-shaped tanks"

Cao Yi, who had been watching, gave an evaluation after hearing this.

Of course, in terms of practicality, the military soldiers are superior to the tanks, and the military soldiers will not be killed, and they will not stop the vegetables halfway because of lack of oil.

"laugh!"

A disdainful sneer came.

Cao Yi didn't look at it and knew that it was sent by British Ambassador to China Pierre!

Next, ten square formations came on the field one after another, including cavalry, chariot, crossbow soldiers, some were very strict, majestic, and unyielding, some were exaggerated in muscles and tall, and they were obviously full of force. During this period, the cheers of the people never stopped.

A layman watches the excitement, while an expert sees the tricks.

As more and more square formations showing off personal force later, 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 square formations were misleading the enemy.

The enemy thought that the undead army of the Qin Dynasty was just a brainless army that relied on physical strength and immortality.

Thinking of this, Cao Yi released his perception, and within a short while he discovered dozens of hidden auras hidden in the crowd through the omnipresent.

Some of them have strange auras, evil and full of evil spirits, and should be the legendary blood clan.

Some are holiness and purity are contaminated with chaos and confusion, and they should be the Holy See, which relies on the power of a mess of faith to make a living.

Some people have very strong mental powers, not very much like humans, and 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 had ended.

Ying Zheng was speaking, announcing the formal reconstruction of the Qin Dynasty and the ceremony of the founding of the New Taoism later.

Twenty minutes later, Ying Zheng's speech ended.

The impatient British ambassador Pierre came over without a smile on his face: "His Majesty the Emperor, I have to say, your rudeness and arrogance make me angry, very angry, you are despising the British Empire, despising the world powers such as the United States and the Soviet Union that I represent."

Forehead!

Why don’t you say you represent the whole world?

Cao Yi wants to laugh.

Ying Zheng turned his head and looked at Pierre for the first time, with a faint expression on his face, and there was no trace of anger.

Pierre glanced at Principal Jiang and the officials who were lowering his head behind Ying Zheng, shook his head in disappointment and said: "It is hard to imagine that this country was a country that had touched the threshold of modern civilization not long ago. This country is now a terrible one and is heading towards the road to destruction of ****. Mr. Jiang, are you right?"

Principal Jiang: “…”

Cao Yi could fully understand the mood of Principal Jiang at this moment.

At this moment, another "Long Live" sound came from the city tower.

"Damn ****"

Pierre rubbed his ears and looked at Ying Zheng seriously and said, "His Majesty the Emperor, on behalf of the United States, the Soviet Union, and the Commonwealth member states, I solemnly send you an ultimatum to recognize the "Amendment of Friendship Trade" signed last year, and stop all **** and incitement activities. Otherwise, you and your country will be punished by a civilized world."

Speaking of this, he looked around, raised his head, and his voice doubled: "Your Immortal Legion is a joke in the civilized world. The consequences of challenging the civilized world are very serious. You will become sinners of your country and your nation."

"It's over"

Ying Zheng spoke for the first time, his expression was as plain as water, without a trace of turmoil.

Pierre was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"Sacrificial Flag"

Ying Zheng spoke two words in a cold tone.

"Sacrifice flag?"

Pierre's Chinese level was not enough to make him understand the meaning of these two words, and he was confused for a moment.

Several Qin soldiers who were relatively close to each other came forward with spears and stabbed Pierre's entourage to death without saying a word.

"You, you are crazy, you barbarians..."

Even if Pierre's Chinese level is poor, he still knows what the word "Sacrificial Flag" means.

Two Qin soldiers came over, holding Pierre on the wall with the flag on the left and right, and pulled out the bronze sword and prepared to stab it.

Suddenly, a powerful aura burst out from the crowd below, and then a man holding a cross rushed out. Two white wings, three or four meters long, spread out behind him. He shook his wings and rushed into the air hundreds of meters high, looking down at the bottom, like an angel in mythology.

When Pierre, who was about to die, saw his helper coming, he shouted excitedly: "Angel, save me quickly."

Puchi!

The bronze sword pierced into Pierre's body, and blood spurted out, splashing a lot on the flag.
Chapter completed!