I don't know how many miles I have come to Rome, and seeing that the emperor's position is in front of him, how could Garba be yelled at by a person who suddenly appeared and then retreated?

With a look, Garba asked his cronies to come forward, either to shoot people to death, or to get people out of here!

The cronies understood, and without saying much, they nodded and began to draw their bows and arrows, and with a "whoosh", an arrow broke out of the string and flew towards the scribe's obedient.

The scribe obedient smiled helplessly, and the arrow shattered.

How did it break? I don't know.

The people on Garba's side were all confused, completely unaware of what was going on.

Even the people on the Roman side, the people standing on the wall couldn't help but say, "Is it the protection of the gods?" ”

"The god of war descended to earth? The patriarchs recognized His Majesty Nero! ”

“…… Well? What are you doing? ”

One of the soldiers turned his head and suddenly saw his comrades pounding their weapons against the walls.

"Draw! I'm going to keep this god of war on my drawing paper! ”

The soldier was polite, he didn't seem to have any combat effectiveness at all, and he didn't know how to choose to defend the city.

However, looking at his sketching skills, it is obviously a big touch.

Even if the drawing paper became a city wall, and the paintbrush became a weapon and a spear, it still couldn't stop him from playing.

On the white seal of the city wall, the back of the scribe obeying is majestic and vicissitudes.

But there is no face...... No way, it's too far away to see clearly.

Still, that verve can be felt.

The other soldiers standing on the painting soldier gathered over, and when they looked at the picture on the city wall, they couldn't help but exclaim: "The painting is good!" Friend, what's your name? Painting is so beautiful, why haven't I heard of you before? ”

The soldier, who was still obsessed with sketching lines, smiled bitterly and said, "I originally wanted to be a painter, but my brother-in-law is a centurion who is responsible for guarding the city...... My family thought that there was a relationship that I could make an iron rice bowl, so they asked me to be a soldier. ”

A painter who has been stifled by a relation—this is what it translates to, even if that relational is himself......

The conversation on the city wall is hot, and the city tower is also noisy and lively.

Garba slapped the cronie hard and asked, "What's going on?" I told you to kill him, I didn't tell you to play magic! ”

The cronies looked innocent and trembled with fear.

"Your Majesty, I ......"

The cronies wanted to explain, but Garba didn't listen and said loudly: "Don't talk nonsense with me!" Come on, release the arrows! ”

Hearing the order, the cronies did not explain it, and quickly conveyed Garba's order.

In the midst of the unfurling of the banners, countless people began to draw their bows and arrows, aiming not only at the scribes and obedience, but also at the castle towers.

Obviously, no one wants to waste tens of thousands of arrows on one person.

"Whoosh......"

The arrows departed, and a rain of arrows flew towards the walls of Rome.

The soldiers on the tower couldn't help but lean down and hide their bodies behind the female wall.

And in front of the city gate, the mighty figure is still standing, as if the rain of arrows in front of him is really just a drizzle.

"Born as the law, died by the law, the Son of Heaven is still guilty of the same crime as the common people when he violates the law, let alone me? Let's take a look at the law that has been passed down for thousands of years! ”

As he spoke, the prosperous capital passed by, the vast pastures walked by, the endless mountains and rivers flowed, and countless dynasties rose and fell, as if they were all in this moment...... Only a little dust remained.

……

At this time, it was late at night.

Li Taichu and Attila did not fight for long, and when they found out that Li Taichu and they had returned in time to help, Attila led the army to retreat.

Even if the gap between the two sides is still huge, but since the plan has been revealed, let's continue to drag it out!

With Attila's B-level military strategy, he naturally knows what is the most beneficial strategy for his side.

Even if she doesn't like it.

Li Taichu can't help it, he just orders people like this, and not everyone is Liu Yu, who dares to chase an army of thousands of people by himself.

Even if Li Taichu had the courage, the other side was not so easy to bully!

Helplessly, after dealing with military affairs, Li Taichu went to sleep.

Tomorrow is not necessarily what the other party will do, go to bed early, nourish your spirits, and have a way to deal with it!

Unfortunately, as soon as he closed his eyes, he found himself on a strange mountain.

As far as the eye can see, there is a blur, only a meadow can be seen.

There was also a group of people on the grass, led by a dignified middle-aged man, followed by a general in armor, and then a group of soldiers on war horses, about five hundred people.

Surrounded by the group were five horses and a scribe who looked polite, but had a somewhat rugged look.

"Five horses split into corpses?!"

Li Taichu instantly thought about what they were doing.

But this time, he didn't think about going down to rob the Dharma Field.

In Joan of Arc's interlude before, he thought about saving people because he knew that Joan of Arc was a good person.

But now this person who has been divided by five horses doesn't know what virtue it is, why did Li Taichu save him?

However, Li Taichu is not the kind of person who can watch strangers die in front of his eyes and be indifferent.

So, he chose to ...... Turn your head and look at the trees!

"Little friend, let's get to know ...... officially"

Li Taichu just turned his head and saw an uncle about thirty years old, but he was quite handsome, and he gave people a sense of reliability and peace of mind.

It's just that the muscles are too developed, and it is a bit inconsistent with his face.

"This voice ......" Li Taichu had a good memory, and quickly remembered: "You are the servant in the valley?" ”

The man nodded, and arched his hand: "The brave man of Chaldea, my name is Shang Ying, fortunately!" ”

Li Taichu replied: "Li Taichu, I have seen Shang Jun. ”

Shang Jun is an honorific title for Shang Ying.

Shang Ying waved his hand: "Don't dare to be a ...... Don't dare to be a ...... Aren't you being executed at the foot of the mountain now? ”

Oh, by the way, Shang Ying died from the dismemberment of five horses.

No wonder I'm here......

Li Taichu pondered for a moment and inquired, "Shang Jun...... Do you want to go down and save you? ”

Shang Ying waved his hand again, and pointed to the bottom of the mountain-

The corpses have been divided into five parts......

"It's been thousands of years, and I've seen it, so let's die! Anyway, I'm still famous in history! ”

Shang Ying's words were full of relief, but Li Taichu could feel his unwillingness.

So, Li Taichu comforted: "Shang Jun, you should know your end from the time you joined Great Qin, right?" ”

Pushing for change and taking the lead in rebelling against a group of old aristocrats, even if they succeed later, they are unlikely to end well.

This is why after Qin Xiaogong died, Shang Ying was in a hurry to run away. Take a look at the latest chapter of "Chaldean's Interdimensional Sword Fairy Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.