God! We were created to rule and conquer this world. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The sound of artillery in Paris rumbled, and the sound of killing shook the sky. This city is filled with romance and fragrance, and the surroundings are now in a sea of fire.

Everywhere there was billowing smoke, which swept up dozens of kilometers of smoke and dust, like an ancient demon that had just awakened and covered the sky, trying to engulf the entire city.

The air was filled with the choking smell of blood and gunsmoke, the shouts of soldiers, the roar of officers, the heavy roar of chariots, the sharp neighing of horses, the sharp grinding of metals as they collided together, and the miserable screams of the wounded all came together to create the most powerful prelude to war.

Death swept across the earth like the wind, and the soldiers on both sides held weapons that reflected the cold light of the forest, and their chests were filled with passionate passion, and they collided and fought together, and the goal of both sides was the same, to defeat the opponent and strangle the opponent.

At the height of the battle,

Twenty kilometers away from the center of the battlefield, the Palace of Mirrors Hall of Versailles was quiet and peaceful, solemn, a group of soldiers wearing golden uniforms and black uniforms quickly occupied the most beautiful palace in the palace, proudly standing on both sides of the Hall of Mirrors, holding the steel guns in their hands, after the formation was completed, they looked at the door with strange eyes, raised their heads and chests, and shouted the regimental slogan that best represented their mood at this moment.

"God! He who created us is to rule and conquer the world."

Under the infinite reverence of the soldiers, Nanren walked lazily into the Hall of Mirrors of the Palace of Versailles, where 438 mirrors that had shone on the style of successive Gaul monarchs and the Great Napoleon, reflecting the glitter of his straight military uniform and chest medal.

"This is the second time my brother has come here, and it still hasn't changed" Carefully watching the luxury of the Hall of Mirrors, the corners of Nanren's mouth raised his usual evil smile, and he muttered to himself.

The gray pupils reflected the familiar and unfamiliar gorgeous decoration of the Hall of Mirrors, and I couldn't help but think back to my own experiences in the past few years.

At this moment, the soul seems to think about life like a god.

When I first came here, my identity was just an ordinary dick, humbly looking up at the incomparably luxurious royal style of the Mirror Hall. And now when he came here, he was already the commander of the army, and he proudly walked into the Hall of Mirrors in a way that he could not think of.

And the experience of achieving this transformation is full of mysteries, death, glory, intrigue, betrayal, and feelings. Just like the color of the soldiers' uniforms on both sides of the Hall of Mirrors, full of glorious gold and murderous black.

However, Nam Jin never regrets what he has done.

Men are born in this world to fight for money, power, glory, women, and so on. In order to achieve the goal, you have to make a revolution, revolution, revolution, no matter what means you take, as long as you finally achieve this goal.

Anyway, history is a white rich beauty, she let the victor marry her. If you win, you will be glorified, and if you lose, you will fucking go to hell.

"Your Excellency General, Your Excellency General," just as Namin fell into a frenzy of memories like a god, a hurried voice interrupted his train of thought. An officer staff officer ran into the Hall of Mirrors and ran in front of Nanren. After saluting the army, he reported eagerly: "General Nan, the battle report ahead, your most loyal Angela legion, shouting that knowledge is power, has broken through the defense line of the highland tower in the middle lane."

"Oh! As expected, the enemy's main forces are marching westward, and it is strange not to win. But we still have to be careful, after all, we are in the core of an empire, inform all troops, obscene development, don't waste" Nanren calmly gave the order. Turning around, he glanced at the staff officer, and saw that his face did not have the joy of victory.

"You don't seem to be happy with the good news ahead"

The staff officer sent a few more telegrams, and said with a wry smile: "The Imperial War Department has sent an urgent telegram, and the Great British Sunset Fleet has appeared on the sea outside the fortress of Stormwind City. The Germanic German legions appeared outside the city of Sand on the southwestern border, and the mammoth legions of the Slavs on the eastern front had been assembled. The military department is about to go crazy now, and the military department just asked you to take advantage of the main expedition of the Gauls to reconnoitre, but ------。 ”。

"Phew!" Nanren spat in displeasure, waved his hand very casually, pushed away the telegram handed by the staff officer, and shouted: "But I didn't expect my brother to hit Paris all the way, right?" This group of sinkholes that will only send the first kill, a group of politicians who have 0 kills, 0 assists, 0 push towers, and team battles do not support junglers and will hang up. Usually, when they are invited to sit on the stage in the Qinglou, they call Huan one by one, and they wilt when they encounter a tough one. Isn't it just a siege by several countries? Isn't it just being surrounded by millions of troops? It's not the first time, what's so scary, so timid and not worried that future generations will scold them for being cowards on Weibo, and brush their barrage on station B, there are only two words on the barrage, stupid! Telegram back to the Ministry of War, brother's target is the sea of stars. ”

Hearing that his respected general said something he didn't understand, the staff officer seemed to be accustomed to it, and said: "General, it's better to call back to the military department, you are encircling Wei to save Zhao, lusting for indulgence, attacking the east and west, stealing the tower and killing the dragon tactics." As soon as the evil Gallic invaders withdraw, you will retreat, okay. ”。

Nanren calmed down a little, and he also understood that withdrawing was the only choice, a sneak attack was a sneak attack, and if he stayed to meet him, he would be doomed.

I had to pretend to pinch and turn the Buddha beads hanging on my wrist, and said with a sad face, "Okay! Call back to the military department. I sent troops, that is to stand against the sky, on the ground, that is to maintain world peace, in order to promote my Buddha's compassionate concept of peace, the Buddha said, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell! Now that I've achieved my goal, I'll retreat. ”

"The general really cares about the whole world and blesses all mankind!" The staff officer immediately exclaimed and gave a big thumbs up.

As he spoke, the staff officer handed over another telegram, leaned over and said secretly: "General, your personal Xiaomi Mi 9 telegraph has just received a telegram, and your girlfriend has sent a telegram, saying that if you really step on shit and hit Paris, remember to bring more perfume and new bags."

"I know, women are perfumes, purses, I don't have time to look for those, the reason why my brother is desperate to come here, in addition to maintaining world peace, is to crack a lot of secrets that he has been confusing about, I didn't have a chance to come here last time, but this time I finally have a chance." Nanren ignored the important information reported by the staff officer and walked vigorously towards the depths of the Hall of Mirrors.

"I must solve this secret with my own hands." Nanren was in a trance, and his brain was blank again.

The mind went back to square one.

Life is like someone's magic book, and it is another year to scribble and change!

Right! It all starts there!