The thorn of the husband is also the king, and the comet strikes the moon; Nie Zhengzhi's assassination Han puppet also, white rainbow through the sun; To leave the thorn Qingji, the eagle struck the palace. These three sons, all of whom are clothed in cloth, have no anger, and Hugh descends to the sky, and the ministers will be four. If the soldier will be angry, the corpse of the two, bleeding five steps, the world is vegetarian, today is also.

The bullets came from the Assassins.

The thirteen assassins hiding in the mezzanine of the ceiling of the Hall of Mirrors had been aiming for a long time, waiting for the best sniper angle. The Yugoslavs, who had the best marksmanship, pulled the trigger at the same time, but they did not expect a violent explosion outside the Palace of Versailles, which caused the palace to shake, and the bullets were not close by a fraction.

"There are assassins!"

President Wilson was the first to exclaim, and his first reaction was to think of President Lincoln, who had been assassinated. The Triumvirate was alert to the presence of the Assassins, and sought out tables, chairs, door panels, fireplaces, and other hidden objects.

At the sound of an order, thirteen assassins broke through the dome mural depicting the biblical story and descended along the rope, like angels and demons in the painting, and fell to the floor of the Hall of Mirrors.

The latest heir to the Assassins, Qin Beiyang was the last to come down. The golden dagger was always hidden in the scabbard, and he was more accustomed to using An Lushan's three-foot Tang knife. A group of guards rushed through the door, guns raised and shot at the Assassins. Bullets flew overhead on both sides. He didn't know what to do. Is it to help the Assassins kill the Big Three? Or do you want to protect the Big Three, who are disgusted by you? To be honest, he really wanted to kill those three people with his own hands.

The Korean Assassin dropped his pistol, shouted "Assiba", and rushed towards Clemenceau with his blade in hand.

The French prime minister, who was not a vegetarian, drew a heavy sword from the wall, the main weapon of the European aristocracy in duels, as opposed to foil and saber, and many great men died under the heavy sword. Clemenceau was a fencing master, with a family tradition dating back to the Middle Ages, and is said to be related to the Three Musketeers and d'Artagnan. He struck a beautiful pose, wielding a dazzling sword flower, and faced off against the Korean Assassins in a bright and bright manner.

Without the courage and fearlessness, the "Tiger" would not have been able to lead France to victory in the world war. Only two rounds, Clemenceau stabbed the North Koreans in the chest with a sword. The other party intended to follow Jing Ke's example to assassinate the King of Qin, and threw the sharp blade in his hand at Clemenceau. The French Prime Minister dodged alertly and drew his heavy sword. The heart-shattering Assassin muttered "Long live Korean independence" and died a majestic death—right down on the map of the world, the location of the Korean Peninsula stained with blood.

British Prime Minister Lloyd George hid under the mirror and said in horror: "This world war began with the assassination of Sarajevo five years ago and ended with the assassination of Versailles five years later......"

As he spoke, outside the seventeen floor-to-ceiling windows of the Hall of Mirrors, in the back garden of the Palace of Versailles, there were violent explosions and machine-gun fire, and a giant beast roared and rushed towards it—not one, but seven, seven with ten horns on their heads, and ten crowns on ten horns.

Qin Beiyang lay on the side of the glass window, and by the light of the raging fire, he saw the appearance of this beast clearly-the ten-horned seven-headed tomb beast.

Just under the pillars two meters away from him, President Wilson drew a cross on his chest and read the passage of the Book of Revelation -

"Who can be like this beast? Who can fight against it? ”

Tonight, in the Hall of Mirrors of the Palace of Versailles, thirteen men in cloth were furious. If you kill the Big Three, although there are only a few corpses and five steps of blood, it is enough to make the world vegetarian and the territory change color!

Qin Beiyang observed the location of the assassin Ah Hai and his father, and wondered whether to sneak attack them from behind, kill them with a Tang knife or the golden dagger of the Assassins, and avenge his adoptive parents? But I feel that such a victory is not martial, and the means are too despicable, at least for now, nominally the same trench. Oh, doesn't it say that soldiers don't get tired of cheating? The first article of "The Art of War" has "A soldier is also a treacherous way." ”

Tossing and turning inward, he looked out the floor-to-ceiling window. The violent explosion just now was caused by the ten-horned seven-headed tomb beast. Its ten heads were constantly firing machine-gun bullets, and rapid-fire guns destroyed the walls of Versailles.

The shootout between the assassins and the guards continued, and corpses were piled up at the entrance of the Hall of Mirrors. The triumvirate was trapped and unable to move, unable to join the guards.

Beyond the Hall of Mirrors, the gardens of the Palace of Versailles.

Hundreds of French cavalrymen, dressed in Napoleonic armor, wielded sabers and pounced on the Tomb Beasts......

They are the guard of honor at the closing ceremony of the Paris Peace Conference tomorrow, but they are like the Mongolian cavalry at the Bali Bridge outside Beijing in front of Yijiazi, and they launched a cold-armed charge. The opponent in front of him is not the Anglo-French coalition army, but the ten-horned seven-headed tomb beast, which itself has the soul of An Lushan, the great overlord of the cold weapon era, and has been mechanized and covered with modern hot weapons. In a minute or two, the Napoleonic cuirassiers were wiped out, the world's best thorough-blooded horses wailed in the moonlight, and Europe's bravest warriors were reduced to powder—years later, the history books would record the last cavalry charge against armor before the Polish campaign of World War II.

After the cavalry was destroyed, the armor came.

Qin Beiyang heard the rumbling sound of engines and tracks, and in the back garden of the Palace of Versailles, more than a dozen tanks drove in. Presumably for the closing ceremony of the protection of tomorrow. It has long been heard that this new weapon played a key role in breaking through the trenches in a world war. The Renault FT-17 was the first tank to be equipped with a 360-degree rotating turret, with the power compartment at the rear and the driver's seat at the front, laying the foundation for the modern tank.

More than a dozen light tanks surrounded the ten corners and seven heads, and there was a great posture of three British battles against Lu Bu and Zhuge Liang tongue battle group Confucianism. Tanks and tomb beasts, heroes cherish each other, and the only way to fight to the death is to fight. It's a pity that the tank has no soul and is all controlled by the crew, and humans will naturally be afraid when facing a monster like Ten Horns and Seven Heads. The tank's machine guns opened fire on the ten-cornered seven heads, hitting the modified shells like mosquito bites. Bullets from seven out of ten also poured down on the tank, causing dents in the armor. Some bullets pierced through weak armor and hit the driver or machine gunner, causing the tank to stop or mute fire on the spot.

Who is controlling this brutal grave beast?

Could it be his own father? Or the damn Dr. Karl Holstein?

Ah You braved the flying shrapnel, turned over and rushed to Qin Beiyang's side: "Brother, are you okay?" ”

He coughed a few times, but he didn't pretend, he was really sad in his lungs: "Ah You, the assassination is about hitting with one blow, you are now under siege, you need to retreat quickly." ”

"Brother, you are the heir of the Assassins, the king of the new generation of assassins, if you want to go, you should go first."

Qin Beiyang grabbed her arm: "Let's go together." ”

"I still have work to do."

After that, Ah You's right hand had an extra Browning gun, aiming at French Prime Minister Clemenceau, who was holding a heavy sword.

Everyone's attention was on the shootout between the assassin Ah Hai and the others and the guards. There are countless mirrors in the Hall of Mirrors, as if radiating countless assassins and guards, like a melee of thousands of troops.

Only Qin Beiyang's hiding position has an excellent shooting angle. A sixteen-year-old girl, with a gun aimed at the eyebrows of the French Prime Minister, judging from her cold and arrogant aura, she is also a sharpshooter with every shot.

Three points and one line, ready to come out.

The life of Clemenceau, the host of the Paris Peace Conference, began to count down the seconds, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two......

Counting to one, Qin Beiyang raised his hand like lightning and knocked down her gun, and the bullet rushed out of the chamber and into the floor of the mirror hall.

Clemenceau was taken aback, and the triumvirate changed their hiding place, pulled a large sofa as cover, and detached themselves from the shooting angle,

"Brother!"

Ah You looked at Qin Beiyang with a pale face, he didn't want to pretend anymore: "Sister Ah You, it's useless to assassinate." ”