The gear-like runes bite and rotate with each other, and an unfathomable feng shui array is circulating.

The flickering light is not a gear, but a passing time.

The white light flashed in front of him——

A towering city appeared in front of you, it was a city of golden walls, thick and majestic walls firmly surrounded the city, faintly revealing rows of eaves and pavilions.

The whole city is as solid as a rock under the golden sunlight, and the mottled city walls reveal a sense of precipitation of historical years.

At this time, it was 1046 B.C., the sky was like a dome, and the blue sky shrouded the four fields, shrouding this ancient city.

From the open field, there was a sudden shouting and killing sound like a landslide and tsunami, and a huge leather drum two people high made a rumbling sound like thunder under the hands of the wrestler.

This is a large drum made of cowhide that is said to boost the morale of the warriors, and the sound is loud for hundreds of miles.

To the sound of rumbling drums, rows of yellow tides poured towards the city.

It wasn't a wave, it was a sea of people made up of countless soldiers in yellow armor!

The city gate was opened, and a group of warriors dressed in various black armor also poured out from the majestic ancient city, arraying in front of the city.

Murderous aura rises all over the sky.

The carriages and horses were rolling around, and under the sunlight from the west, a bronze carriage appeared at the front of the array.

The chariots were all tall and powerful samurai, and the chariots behind them were accompanied by archers and samurai wielding bronze choges.

The bronze chariots were divided into six arrays, each followed by a vast array of warriors in yellow armor.

A large yellow flag was erected in the chariot group, and the word "Zhou" with a large ancient seal was hunting and dancing in the wind.

This is a soldier of the State of Zhou.

King Ji Fa of Zhou Wu will ally more than 80 countries to jointly crusade against the lord of Yin Shang——

Shang King Di Xin!

In the future, there will be another name for Dixin...... The King of Shang.

Belonging to Zhou's camp, on a chariot with a yellow canopy, stood a general in yellow armor, holding a bronze heavy sword in his hand, pointing at the walls of Chaoge City, and shouting a word.

The distance was too far to hear what he was saying, and he only felt that the pronunciation was strange and awkward.

The entire Zhou military array, along with the man's shouting, roared in unison.

"This ...... Where is this?"

Liu Xiaofeng looked at all this in front of him and couldn't believe his eyes.

Not only him, but the other people around him, Liu Xiaoyu, Liu Xiaoyue, Ma Xiaoling, and Gu Qingmei, all looked "confused".

What is going on? Just now I followed Yang Qiao in the underground palace of the ruins of Sanxingdui, watching Yang Qiao touch the bronze divine tree, why did he come to this place in the blink of an eye, this is ...... Ancient times?

Did we cross over?!

This is ridiculous!

As a person of the 21st century, it is difficult to accept and understand what we see in front of us, and it is almost impossible to collapse all old beliefs.

Even if they are all Feng Shui sects and study Feng Shui and I Ching, they can't believe what they see at the moment.

"This is the last year of the Shang Dynasty, the Battle of Muye, that is, the period of the legendary Romance of the Gods. Yang Qiao's voice sounded at this moment.

Liu Xiaofeng and the others turned their heads and saw Yang Qiao standing aside, watching the Zhou clan's military formation.

"Yang Qiao, what the hell is going on?"

"Let me explain. ”

Yang Qiao looked solemn and said slowly: "Everyone knows that every antiquity has a residual 'qi', and some antiquities have spirituality, and they can even record the scene thousands of years ago and put it out at a certain time in the future.

We had previously touched the bronze sacred tree and activated the array on it, which seemed to pull me into a strange place and let us experience what it had recorded...... History. ”

"History?" Liu Xiaofeng, Ma Xiaoling, and Gu Qingmei looked shocked.

After all, what Yang Qiao said was too mysterious.

However, Liu Xiaofeng had some enlightenment in his heart, because as early as when Xin was chasing the tomb, he and Yang Qiao joined forces to suppress the evil spirits under the altar, and they had also seen similar visions.

It's just that when I saw it at that time, it was far from the "immersive" feeling I have now.

"Is what you see in front of you just an illusory image? But it's so real, you can feel the heat of the weather, you can feel the agitation of the air, and ...... And the murderous aura that came to his face, this ......"

Gu Qingmei muttered to herself, she and Yang Qiao were in an awkward position now, and they belonged to the military array on the side of the Shang King.

Everyone is familiar with history, know that in the battle of Muye, the Shang army was defeated, and the capital of the Shang Dynasty was burned by the fire.

Now, no one knows for sure.

Gu Qingmei, Liu Xiaofeng, and Ma Xiaoling observed the battlefield and found that although the Zhou army was a "joint army", a coalition army composed of many tribes, the army formation was strict and distinct.

On the contrary, looking at the defending army of the Shang Dynasty, these soldiers who were loosely placed under the city walls did not even have a piece of well-fitting armor, and the weapons in their hands were also strange, as if they were made up temporarily.

"It is said that in the Battle of Muye, the army of the king of Shang was still on an expedition to Dongyi, and Chaoge did not have many troops at all, so he armed the slaves in the city......"

Liu Xiaofeng suddenly stopped when he said this.

Because he found that the army of slaves around him was by no means the appearance of the Han people in the Central Plains. They have brown skin, a high nose, large earlobes, a wide chin, and most notably large eyes, which are almost protruding.

This is......

These slave soldiers are incomparably similar to the bronze statues in the Sanxingdui ruins, and they are ......

Before Liu Xiaofeng could think about it carefully, he suddenly heard a deafening shouting and killing sound in his ears, and the army of King Zhou on the opposite side had already surged up like a landslide and tsunami.

The rumbling chariots sounded, smoke and dust billowed from the clouds, and six chariot armies rushed to the front, followed by the yellow infantry troops.

Obviously, the number of people on the side of King Zhou was smaller, but at this moment, they ran around, it was like a hundred thousand people, a million people, and the bodies of many slave soldiers of the Shang Dynasty began to tremble.

They were all captives of the merchants, criminals, who had only been sent weapons today, and were pressed by the Warlords to stand under the castle of Chaoge, to shed their blood for the city that captured them.

War broke out.

Liu Xiaofeng and the others were horrified to find that the entire merchant army was crushed by the bronze chariots drawn by the horse, and the unmotivated slave army rolled back and rushed towards the merchant's warlord.

Chaos, killing, and bloodshed have become the main theme of the entire battlefield.

Suddenly, a team of rumbling carriages rushed towards Liu Xiaofeng and Yang Qiao.

The war horse roared, spewing hot air from its open nose.

Sweat and heavy gasps, the sound of sharp slashes, the groans of people falling to the ground, and the screams of despair rang out constantly.

Yang Qiao and Liu Xiaofeng watched as the group of chariots got faster and faster, and collided with them head-on.

The horses scrambled to four hooves, and the bronze wheels spun and rolled over everyone......

As soon as it went dark, the picture brightened.

In front of him was a ruined place, and smoke smelled of burnt smoke from the scattered rubble.

King Ji of Zhou Wu pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword and stood in this ruin.

The capital of the Xia Dynasty, Chaoge has fallen.

In front of King Wu stood all kinds of people, including strange-looking slave soldiers, warriors from the Zhou people, and leaders of various tribes such as Qiang, Shu, Yong, and Ji.

These people bowed their heads to Ji Fa one after another, looking very respectful.

Yang Qiao, Ma Xiaoling, Liu Xiaofeng, Liu Xiaoyu, Liu Xiaoyue, and Gu Qingmei stood not far from Ji Fa, looking at this period of "history" from the perspective of a third party.

"They can't see us. Yang Qiao whispered.

"Scared the hell out of me...... I thought I would be run over by those copper carriages just now. Liu Xiaoyue patted her chest, showing a palpitating look.

Beside her, Liu Xiaoyu's face was pale, and the situation was not much better than her.

Liu Xiaofeng, Gu Qingmei, and Ma Xiaoling are quite calm, but they are only in comparison, after experiencing the real war just now, everyone's emotions have not completely gotten rid of them.

"What do you see King Wu of Zhou doing over there?"

Ma Xiaoling suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention, and Yang Qiao and the others turned their eyes to see that Ji Fa seemed to be loudly making promises and encouragement to those Shang Dynasty slaves who had surrendered.

The slaves were overjoyed one by one, and bowed down to King Wu of Zhou.

King Zhou untied the bronze sword on his body and handed it to the kneeling slave leader, who had a high-nosed and deep-eyed slave leader's face was ecstatic, holding the bronze sword in both hands, and roaring up to the sky.

Yang Qiao's eyes were attracted by the sword of King Wu of Zhou, the sword was dark yellow, the heavy sword had a prismatic pattern composed of yellow and black, and on the hilt swallowing mouth, there was an ancient clumsy dragon pattern, which was relatively primitive, not like a modern dragon, but like an ancient dragon pattern in the Hongshan culture period.

The screen turns again......

Yang Qiao's eyes followed the group of slaves, crossed the mountains and mountains, crossed the Wuxia Gorge, and finally came to Shudi.

On an ancient barren slope, these exotic Shu slaves and Shu people became one, worshipping the bronze sword given by the martial king Ji Fa and the gods they worshipped.

Although they are bystanders, Yang Qiao and they can't understand the language spoken by these ancients, which is a bit like the dialect of the Tujia family, but listening carefully is not the case at all.

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