"You... Do you know the Yasukuni Shrine? Are you also a traverser? Damn, how can you cross with equipment? Looking at the red-hot Gatling barrel in the hand of the mecha soldier in front of him, Oshimada Matsu subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his face turned a little dark. →+?8→.? Eight** read?? Book, .↓.o≥

"Go back and ask your Anamerasu, if you can see him after you die..."As he spoke, Yun Shibao raised two Gatlings and pointed the barrels of their guns at Oshimadamatsu.

"Da da da...", accompanied by a dense burst of gunfire, a light blue fire came out from the muzzle, instantly tearing Oshimada pine into pieces.

…

"The devil..."

"Run..."

"The big man is dead, run..."

As soon as Meng Ge died, the morale of the Mongol army instantly fell to the bottom, and they all dropped their weapons and fled for their lives.

Seeing this, Yun Shibao lit a cigar and looked at everything in front of him indifferently.

About a stick of incense, when the cigar burned out, Yun Shibao took off the cigarette, and his eyes were sharp.

"Run... Since you have arrived on the land of my Han family, then let's stay..."

As the words fell, the mecha rose into the air again, and under the scanning of the life detector, it accurately caught up with the Mongol deserters and annihilated them one by one.

He also figured out that at the moment, the police department and the federal government were being overwhelmed by Nobishishu, and even if he made some outrageous moves in this era, the police department would not have time to arrest him.

What's more, after seeing Meng Ge's cavalry slaughtering the town with his own eyes, Yun Shibao didn't kill these cavalrymen, and his thoughts were not clear.

…

"Huh?" After cleaning up the Mongolian cavalry, Yun Shibao had just returned to the inn in the town, and saw a group of people surrounded by black pressure outside the inn. ⊙√ Eight ⊙√ Eight ⊙√ Reading ⊙√ Books, .2 ● ≥

"The old man pays a visit to the immortal chief, thank the immortal chief for his help, otherwise the 30,000 people in Qinghe Town will be slaughtered by that group of beasts..."A white-haired old man stood up from the crowd, knelt in front of Yun Shibao, and said tremblingly.

"Thank you, Immortal..."

"Thank you, Immortal..."

As the old man's voice fell, the people also knelt down to Yun Shibao to thank him.

Some of these people have lost their loved ones in the war, some have lost their homes, and some are seriously injured...

Now that the Mongolian cavalry has been repulsed, they did not collect the corpses of their relatives, nor did they go to fight the fire, let alone go to Lang Zhong to treat their injuries, but came to Yun Shibao here as soon as possible to thank him.

"This seat has not been in this world for much time, and it is up to you to rebuild your home..."

"As for the barbarians who have the blood of the Han Chinese on their hands... This seat will clean them up one by one..."Looking at the people who were full of dishes and their eyes were full of desire for life, Yun Shibao's expression was slightly moved.

In this era, the barbarians invaded, and the territory of the Great Song Dynasty was full of beacon fires and wolf smoke, and human life was like grass mustard.

The upper class people are fine, but the only thing they want for these low-level people is to live...

Yun Shibao is not a virgin, in fact, after being reincarnated so many times, the number of people who have died directly or indirectly at his hands is already incalculable, and Yun Shibao even feels that it is not an exaggeration to call himself a human slaughter.

But in his bones, he always has a sense of belonging called "home", and he can't see the Han people suffering and being bullied by barbarians, although this is just a parallel universe, strictly speaking, it has nothing to do with the earth where he used to be.

"Immortal Elder Mercy..."

"Please also ask the immortal chief to inform the name, we can't help the immortal chief, but from now on, I am willing to set up an immortal card for the immortal chief at home, and worship it day and night for generations..."

…

Hearing Yun Shibao's words, these people looked excited one by one, and they all knelt down again.

"I'm just a passer-by in this world, I come and go in a hurry, so I can call me nameless..."Yun Shibao pondered for a moment, dropped such a sentence, and walked into the inn.

The reason why Yun Shibao intervened in this matter was purely because of the indelible feelings in his heart, not for the sake of faith.

…

"Doctor, the change in the course of history in the 20th century has reached a critical value, and it cannot exceed the cosmic self-regulation mechanism for the time being..."In the 22nd century, in the secret base of Nobi Seshu, the experimenter looked at the energy fluctuations on the instrument with an anxious expression.

It stands to reason that Nobita's use of the robot cat has changed the history of the 20th century beyond recognition, and directly raised the civilization level of human beings on the earth by three levels, such a huge change, according to their speculation, should be enough to complete the creation plan.

However, at this most critical moment, the changes in the 20th century have reached the upper limit, and the "energy" to start the creation plan is still a little behind.

"What? Change isn't enough? Damn, then let people go to the 19th century, 18th century to change history... Damn..."Hearing the experimenter's words, Nobi Shishu in the wheelchair let out an angry roar.

The plan he had been planning for so many years must not fail.

"Doctor, the host of the federal government has been hacked by us, and once we use the time travel channel, the police department will definitely take this opportunity to go to the 20th century to make mandatory corrections...", the experimenter whispered.

"Oh no, Doctor, the federal fleet seems to have spotted us and is heading towards the base..."Before Nobishishu could speak, another experimenter in charge of radar suddenly exclaimed.

"Damn... Why is it a little worse? Why is there not enough energy? Hearing this, a trace of despair flashed in Yebi Shixiu's eyes.

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"Break the machine, buy 10,000 first-generation combat robots..."At the end of the Song Dynasty, Yun Shibao said to the self-service reincarnation machine.

"The unit price of the first generation of combat robots is 1,000 faith points, and the total price of 10,000 is 10 million faith points, is it paid immediately?"

"Pay!"

"After the payment is completed, the host's 10 million faith points have been deducted, and the original combat robot has been sent to the four-dimensional space bag, please pay attention to it to check."

At the same time, Yun Shibao's four-dimensional space bag had an extra metal box that was one meter wide and two meters long.

When the box was opened, there were ten layers of robots the size of a baby's thumb, a thousand on each floor, and exactly ten thousand on ten floors.

"Ding, please host the battle order." Yun Shibao pressed the red button on the box, and the eyes of the ten thousand pocket robots showed a red light, and a mechanical metallic sound sounded.

"Clean up the whole of Asia from the alien races whose hands have been stained with the blood of the Han Chinese..."

"Clearing two-thirds of the soldiers in Mongolia ..."

"After the mission is over, start the self-destruct program directly." Yun Shibao said murderously.

These first-generation robots were not strong in attack, and their weapons were assault rifles and rocket launchers of the early 20th century, and they were not even qualified to be cannon fodder in the 20th century and the 22nd century, which were now dominated by the Madmara, and Yun Shibao did not plan to take them back to the 20th century.

"Command entered, starting...", with a mechanical chorus, the robot in the box flew out of the inn like a fly, and after scattering, it began to grow in size at a speed visible to the naked eye. 11