In the depths of the endless starry sky, a huge apex plane surrounded by stars, the Immortal Land. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Central Land, the Central Plane. The Qin people consider their plane to be the center of all planes, and they do have the qualifications to think so, the Immortal Land, the most brilliant pearl of the Ancient Goliath Universe Empire, known as the most expansive land of Celestia.

Her expansiveness was once a source of pride for the conquerors who discovered him, and she was once a witness to the ancient civilization of the Great Goliath, with the closure of the Abyss Pass. A glorious civilization crumbles in an instant, but its glorious and short history can still be revealed from the ruins that continue to be discovered.

Even the history of the Qin people did not shy away from the glorious civilization of Celestia under the rule of the Goliaths. The astonishing mechanical and magical civilization, the mysterious continent in the mouth of the Assyrian Bertato, the abandoned ancient civilization, the lost civilization, the Atlantis of the East.

With a population of more than hundreds of billions, an extremely staggering energy content, and a variety of rare species, the Qin people control her richest place.

To the north of the Bloody Fortress is the Wilderness Steppe, a terrible place shrouded in powerful winds and black deserts, where the Goliaths left over from the last great war lived, and where they lived after defeating the Berulius Legion, the Goliaths multiplied rapidly, in a different way than Abyss. Its appearance bears witness to the tenacity of life, even demonic. In Abys, the demons were born in the depths of the Sea of Chaos. And here, the union of male and female demons has become a new way of life to reproduce.

In the following thousand years, the Goliaths riding the terrible Chaos Pony continued to rush to the bloody fortress, they were already very different from the Goliaths of Abys, after a thousand years of evolution, they were more like humans, except that the handsome appearance and fiery red hair made them look like their ancestors in appearance, they didn't know why they had to be enemies of the Qin people, maybe it was the hatred inherited from the blood of their ancestors.

In fact, they are not much different from humans, but they are still disgusted by the Qin people, and they are called Huns. For thousands of years, the Qin people have been at war with them. The hatred of blood and fire seems to have been doomed thousands of years ago.

The pace of the Qin's outward expansion was greatly slowed, and even though they had a top-tier main plane on a par with the Assyrians, there were 145 colonial planes in Assyria and only 27 in the Qin. But years of war have fostered ferocity and unity in their blood. The warrior spirit prevailed, and the Assyrians, who had been taught by Beru, were not inferior in spirit by half a point.

At this time, the bloody fortress was taking place in a battle that took place almost every day.

The Hun army on the opposite side is like a sea of red, among which there are also warriors of the Simbu tribe among the eight tribes of the Holy Descent, the black hair of the Xinbu people is like a terrible black tide, this time it is actually a coalition of two tribes, Goliath has a total of eight tribes, this time it is actually united, it is not a good sign.

There was a trace of sorrow in the heart of the main general, Wang Han, but then he disappeared without a trace, Daqin's tiger ben would never be afraid of any enemy, and the strength of the enemy would only make the battle intent in their hearts stronger. Looking at these new young people, he felt a sense of relief in his heart.

There is nervousness in the slightly immature faces of these young people, there is excitement but there is no fear, and the Qin people who have been baptized by the thousand-year-old war have formed a strong iron-blooded spirit. The battle flag danced in the wind, and the general died on the battlefield. Lord General Wang Han silently recited in his heart. I don't know what happened to my father and wife at home, I haven't been home for 13 years since I went on the expedition, I don't know how Xin'er is doing, thinking of Xin'er Wang Han's face flashed a trace of tenderness. It was probably the first time he had shown such an expression, and maybe the last.

When the sun sets, the war ends. Wang Han saw that the battle flag was still floating in the wind, and a trace of joy flashed in his heart and he saved it. Then he closed his eyes forever, his heart was shot through, and there was only one young standard-bearer left in the whole army, and at this moment he was weeping for Wang Han's death. As if sensing that the Lord General did not want to see him like this, or that his blood had already turned cold, the young man stopped crying, and he stood up and gave a military salute to the old general, and hoisted the battle flag sacredly, and hung it slowly. This seems to be reincarnation, and Wang Han of that year also raised the battle flag high at the end.

Under the setting sun, I don't know if it was the sunset or the blood stained the earth, only the flag remained the same. The flag is in the regiment. As long as there is one person alive, make sure that the flag is there, and if all the people are dead, destroy the flag. This is just a microcosm of the countless border passes of the Bloody Battle Fortress. The place where the Hun people can't cross for thousands of years is not because the fortress is strong, but because the blood of people has been shed too much.

The melody of the millennium has never changed, the Hun people persistently rushed to the border pass of the fortress, and the Qin people defended it like a rock. The invasion of Hun Yi is like fire, and Qin's stability is as steady as a rock, immovable as a mountain, forming a wonderful balance in the Immortal Land. The bloody war is like a huge meat grinder.

No one pays attention to the visitors from the distant sky.

"What? What you're saying is true? Bastard! The boy's anger erupted like a volcano, and his territory was sacked by the Beru, who was a bastard named Medea.

"You take care of the aftermath, yes, restrain my generals, well, yes, tell them I'll change this shame for that Medea, tell them not to cause trouble in my absence, and don't tell the other Goliath lords, if anyone is tempted, that's it, you can deal with it yourself."

'Zi' watched the picture in the crystal ball disappear, and the boy's face became gloomy.

"Did you find anything? A woman's intuition is really terrible, hehe, Medea Abyss has a way you don't go, and if you have to go to heaven, I can't help it. The boy said fiercely.

"It seems that there is not much time to lose."

'Warning, warning, for unknown reasons, the ship was forced to land. ’

"Damn, at a time like this." The boy exclaimed.

"Prepare to land." The boy said.

"Obey the order No. 1, now enter the special landing state, please open the shield, ding, enforce the third defense device, ding, the shield is activated."

"It seems that the plan has changed, I don't know where it will land, I am in this state now, can I say that this is another blessing from the goddess of fate to me?"

Akbar was about to go to the head man today to borrow a few horses, when he suddenly saw a huge flash of light.

"Ah, Almighty Immortal Heaven Abys, what is that, a flash of light, it can't be the Qin people's detector falling."

Akbar became alert for a moment, and he slowly leaned over, and at the same time asked his magic horse to go and tell his wife that if something happened to him, let her know.

I saw Akbar quickly galloping over on another horse, and along the way, blue flames continued to fall from the horse's body, and the marks of the horse's hooves that had been burned by the fire continued to increase.

The distance of 100 meters was only a few seconds.

Immortal Heaven, what is this, a thought flashed in Akbar's heart, could it be that Immortal Heaven sent a messenger to ride the heavenly ship.

Akbar's long, fiery red hair danced in the wind, and his steppewolf's piercing eyes stared at the massive battleship. The eyelashes, which were longer than a woman, trembled slightly, and the Hun piety made him want to bow down, but at the same time his steppe wolf-like alertness told him that he should wait.

At this moment, his handsome face with delicate facial features was full of nervousness and excitement, and at the same time, there was a hint of uneasiness. Will it be a disaster or a fate-changing opportunity.

His instincts told him that he should leave, but there was always a voice in his heart telling him that he couldn't. He didn't want to be a shepherd for the rest of his life like his people and then die in the war with the Qin people, he was a Hun man who had read the Qin people's master's book, and he had a unique view of everything in the grassland.

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