"A faction of sincere protectors of the emperor's spirit, buried deep for thousands of years more gods, who said that the earth puppet is not ruthless. Mighty masculine male childish love. Dragoon rode north to Xianjingyuan. The funeral companion is hundreds of generations away, and the formation is east of Weishuiming. Excavations came out one day. Zhifu shoots fish and takes poisonous pythons, the true dragon son of heaven is a yellow-robed python, and Daizong seals the stone to provoke thunder. Soldiers and horses thundered. Why is he willing to be under the ghost nine springs? Shake off the yellow dust and the world is shocked! ”

This is a collection of poems that Meng Li had seen in his previous life praising the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of the Qin Emperor, he couldn't remember who the specific author was, but he only knew that this poem really had a domineering feeling of leakage, thinking about the majestic posture of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses shaking off the yellow dust on their bodies and fighting the world again, they couldn't help but make people feel blood boiling.

However, the Terracotta Warriors of the Qin Emperor is always a memory! Meng Li in his previous life had only seen them in photos on the Internet, and he only felt a burst of majestic and quaint heaviness. Nowadays, everywhere you look is the warriors written of clay, boundless and shocking!

"At this scale, I'm afraid there are tens of thousands!"

When the gate was all opened, Meng Li, who walked behind the gate, looked at the deep pit full of terracotta figurines at his feet, and couldn't help but be shocked.

Maybe it's a small pit, maybe it's a lot of people, the terracotta figurines here are densely distributed, which makes people can't help but feel a palpitation. The expressions were either staring, or opening their mouths and roaring, so that the emperor Meng Li standing in front of them couldn't help but want to take two steps back, they were born warriors, they were gods who entered the earth!

Meng Li, who slowly walked down the deep pit step by step along the early stairs, looked at the formation arranged in front of him that seemed to have an inexplicable charm, and his blood was boiling.

"Could it be that this is my Han family's war terracotta figurines?"

Suddenly thought of a possibility, Meng Li hurriedly took two steps forward to touch the situation of the clay figurines in front of him, but he was afraid that he would let them come to life 'suddenly', so Meng Li, who was very surprised, stood in front of the clay figurines at the front of this phalanx and stared.

"It's so high!"

Isn't it, although Meng Li is not tall in the ordinary crowd, but Meng Li, who has roughly estimated his body, knows that he is about 180 in height. As for why he usually doesn't show his height, the reason is nothing more than that the people in this world are probably because of the good environment, and even the literati have a good sword fighting skill and often exercise their height and physical strength. So the height of about 180 is inconspicuous.

But even if it is not conspicuous, it is still 180, and now Meng Li looked up at the 'giant' in front of him, and sadly found that he was only about to reach the height of someone's chest, which really shocked Meng Li.

"This is a made pottery figure after all. Or is it just a real model? ”

If it was simply a craftsman's fantasy and then manufactured, then why did he make it so tall? Isn't there anything special about it? If it's a life-size model, what kind of character can reach this height? Is there such a race as a 'giant'?

Meng Li, who looked around, found that the leader of a military formation next to him was also a terracotta figurine of such a big man, which had to puzzle him.

"Collapse~"

Meng Li, whose eyes rolled, suddenly went and knocked on his 'body'. The echo is not a hollow, crisp sound, but a dull sound.

"Is this solid?"

Meng Li, who frowned, thought about it for a while, if this was a solid terracotta figurine, then it was very likely that it was the war terracotta figurine in the mouth of his cheap father. If so, then how can you start these war terracotta figurines to fight for yourself?

"Bang~"

"It's pretty sturdy!"

Meng Li, who smashed it with his fist, found that it was only a pain in his free hand and the pottery figurines were damaged at all, so he said with admiration. Look at this thing produced by our big man, and then think about the situation of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of the Qin Dynasty that can lack arms and legs when standing in the pit, Meng Li can't help but be proud of the big man, our 'product' is very good!

Touching the tall terracotta figurine again, Meng Li couldn't help but have a little expectation. When these terracotta figurines, who are not afraid of life and death and only know how to kill, go to the battlefield, what kind of expression can they have?

However, now is not the time to touch them one by one here, and I still have to find a way and the control of these things.

Meng Li, who walked down the path that seemed to be deliberately left in the middle of the two phalanxes, was a little proud when he saw the distinct formations of shield formations, car formations, horse formations, infantry formations, and spear formations behind him.

Imagine the whole formation, arrayed in front, longbow, hook and sickle. Bronze swords, open spears are terrifying; The formation is behind, the car is like a stream, and the horse is like a dragon. The flag covers the sky and the clouds.

Who can stop them? Who is qualified to be their opponent? When they fantasize that such an army will destroy the world if it attacks, who else is worthy of being their enemy? Is it the sky, or the earth!

Meng Li, who walked all the way along the road vacant from the military formations on both sides, couldn't help but feel an incomparably sacred feeling in his heart. As the master and leader of this powerful army, he can't fall for his majesty and domineering!

Meng Li, who was walking, suddenly thought of a question. An extremely strict question! That is, in the previous life, the terracotta warriors and horses on the earth were accompanied by the funeral army of Qin Shi Huang, the first emperor of the ages, so will the terracotta figurines of the Han War be accompanied by the mausoleum of a certain or several Han emperors? With such a majestic underground army, Meng Li didn't believe that those emperors who were dying would not choose them as their burial army. If it was Meng Li, even if it was a thought, he would let these terracotta figurines accompany him to conquer the underworld again and dominate the world again!

Gaozu Liu Bang may not have it at that time, and the Second Emperor Wenjing may not care, but would the talented Emperor Wu of Han not want his underground life to be lonely? It's better to lead the peerless army of the Han Dynasty to fight again, how can you be worthy of your own merit and fame?

And when it comes to the technology of the Han Empire, they can even seal up the generals, waiting for the troubled times of the future to come and then fight for the Han Dynasty. Would those emperors not want to live? As the king of a country, shouldn't he enjoy such technology? This involves a very strict question, that is, if there are previous domineering emperors, then the dominant issue of the regime.

"If that's the case, for the sake of the mission, for yourself, the ancestors and the ancestors, you can only treat me well!"

Meng Li, who squinted his eyes, looked at the surrounding terracotta figurines that were dead things, but they were powerful and domineering, and he made up his mind. (To be continued.) )