What does the legendary sweat-sweat BMW look like, some people may have seen it, and some local tyrants have even raised it. But have you ever seen a golden horse the same size as a real horse?

can water such a miraculous horse, it is definitely a master among the masters, and maybe it may be a master in the army at that time. Each horse has a different expression, delicate, and the lines of the muscles are perfectly hooked to outline the divine steed of this war horse, which can be said to be lifelike. Xing Jie had seen the Tongling carriage of Qin Shi Huang, which could be called a national treasure, and was also shocked and speechless at that time

Today, I have once again seen the extraordinary craftsmanship of the ancient craftsmen. However, although the knight on horseback had long since turned into dry bones, because he was fixed on the horse's back, he still did not fall, the golden armor on his body was still intact, and the spear in his hand was still cold and shining.

There is not just one, but a hundred. Lined up neatly throughout the side hall, it was as if they were waiting for orders, ready to step on the battlefield again.

This is not the most exaggerated, the magic is that behind these knights, there are all kinds of war weapons, each in groups of ten, neatly arranged. Especially the big ballista, even after nearly a thousand years, the siege chisel on it still flashes with fierce light. Of course, these are all made of gold, and it is unknown whether copper is added to them. But presumably Shenhao Temujin wouldn't do that kind of self-deceptive thing, right?

Needless to say, Xing Jie didn't need to say it, even Professor Yang couldn't bear it, and wanted to put it on so that they could see with their own eyes what would be in the other room.

"It's all made of pure gold!"

Just as Professor Yang and the others were about to enter, Li Sishi's voice came from the speaker. This stunned the experts and professors who were busy putting on oxygen equipment.

How is it possible?

Of course, it is easy to process fine gold with today's technology, but it was impossible to process such a high melting point and extremely hard metal eight or nine hundred years ago. Not to mention being used in large quantities. Judging from the situation on site, it is clear that this is already a very mature processing. If it weren't for the fact that this thing was too rare, I couldn't imagine that if this kind of metal appeared on the battlefield in large quantities, it would be invincible, and it would definitely not be a joke for the Buddha to block and kill the Buddha.

"Let's go, be sure to go in and have a look!"

Xing Jie could see that his father-in-law was already angry. It's no wonder that if the tomb of Genghis Khan is also related to prehistoric relics, then this imperial mausoleum, which can be called the most mysterious in history, will never come out again!

And even if Professor Yang is angry, he is helpless, because now anyone who finds such a thing as pure gold must report it. And his son-in-law Xing Jie fell into the struggle of the upper circles, and earned fame in order to save his life. Sometimes I can't bear to see Xing Jie running around the world there. If only I hadn't taken him into the circle of eight places. Although it is a little hard to be a free man, at least it is not too troublesome.

Xing Jie took a group of old professors and entered the Yongdao directly. Seeing the engineers desperately erecting lighting equipment there, he always had a very bad feeling in his heart.

The excavation was so smooth that it was unbelievable.

What kind of mausoleum is this? Emperor Temujin's Mausoleum. Although his father-in-law said that the underground measures of Dingling were about the same level, it was hard to believe that Temujin's heart could be so big. Is it really like what the history books say? Ten thousand horses gallop by, sprinkle grass seeds and wait until there is no difference from the surroundings to be completely relieved? You must know that although the grassland is large, there are always exceptions.

"Turn it on. Xing Jie said as he stood beside the tiger.

The tiger nodded, and according to the method just now, he picked up the small seal and stuffed it in.

It's still so smooth.

This made Professor Yang and the others have a very ridiculous feeling, where is this archaeology and excavation? It's like visiting a museum, no, now you have to ask for a ticket and a security check to enter the museum.

Could it be that his mentor has been looking for this all his life, and he didn't give up when he died, just for such a place? Looking at the open side hall, Professor Yang smiled bitterly. It is already a great luck to be able to open this imperial mausoleum by yourself, is it really only possible to prove yourself by encountering countless mechanisms? If you could meet an emperor mausoleum of this level before, you would be eager to kneel on the ground and worship the Buddha.

"Let's go inside, let's see what's in this side hall over here?"

It was still a dazzling golden light, but now everyone was a little numb. And Xing Jie has long been immune to this level of gold, but this thing in front of him makes everyone very interested.

It's a map, a pretty big map. It seems that this thing must have been used exclusively in the tent of the Mongol king. Of course, you don't have to think about it to know that this should have been specially made for the funeral later, in order to highlight the demeanor of the golden family.

The very detailed map has a completely different concept from the imaginary map similar to the ink landscape. Although the marked mountains are still simply outlined, the distribution, direction, and rivers of the mountains are all correctly marked. And all the place names are in Uighur Mongolian script.

The only thing that strikes me incomprehensible is that it's just a map. It stands to reason that as a rubbing of the map in the king's tent, it should have marked the sphere of influence or military distribution of each tribe at that time, but there was no one. Some have only five or six small dots, distributed throughout the Mongolian steppe.

"What does this little dot mean?"

"God knows, it may be the cemetery that Temujin found for himself at that time, or it may be that he wanted to confuse the public, thinking that he was sent to Mobei, but he didn't expect it to be transported here. You see, we should be here in the Tianshan Mountains, but there are no signs here, except for this map of Haizi and the mountains on the side. ”

"And what if we go to those places?"

"What's so troublesome? What map do we want now?"

After Li Sishi finished speaking, he took out the tablet from his backpack and clicked on it, and after entering the positions of those small dots, he checked it there.

"No, do you see? It's the Gobi Desert. There is also one in the middle of the desert, almost a thousand years ago, and all of these places are still barren and inhabited, what do you think could be?"

"This, you sent me an email, I'll take the rats and them there when I'm free, maybe I can meet a Kublai Khan's grave, don't you say?"

Li Sishi rolled his eyes and clicked on it casually.

Professor Yang and the others didn't stay here for long, and walked directly to the next gate. As long as you pass through that door, it is the nave of this mausoleum.

But this nave is generally quite difficult to pass. Because this place is not only the last barrier of the apse, but also the place where the everlasting lamp is placed.

That's absolute!