In this darkness, chariots drove out of the mud and lined up in front, the nostrils of the armored bony horses bubbling with a burst of death......

At this time, 100,000 soldiers stood solemnly, all staring into the depths of the swamp, as if waiting for something.

Yan Qing didn't speak, her eyes were staring at the front tightly, and she was waiting in her heart, and she wanted to know what they were waiting for.

In front of him, the figure in Tsing Yi was also waiting quietly.

In an instant, the whole heaven and earth lost all sounds, and there was a deathly silence, only the murderous aura that raged in the dark night.

In the depths of darkness, Yan Qing saw eight tall armored bone horses, slowly walking out of the mud, pulling a huge chariot behind them.

The chariot was dilapidated and covered with bloody mud.

On the chariot, there stood a tall figure in pitch black, exuding a rich black murderous aura. The murderous aura like a black mang shot wildly, and the dead trees nearby were instantly shattered. This person, holding a bronze Ge high, wearing a long sword at his waist, and wearing a general's armor with a flickering cold light, was shabby, leaving many swords and spears.

The sergeants on the left and right are all fully equipped and belted, standing with halberds.

The huge chariot drove out, and 100,000 soldiers marched in a military salute, their movements in unison, and the cold metallic voice of their armor sounded.

The faint moonlight, sprinkled on the armor of the 100,000 immortal soldiers, exuded a cold light, and the murderous aura was soaring.

The black figure standing on the huge chariot looked up at the moon at this time, and then looked at the 100,000 solemn sergeants, as if they were parading the army.

"Xi!"

In an instant, 100,000 soldiers wielded ancient weapons, spears, swords, knives, and halberds...... The movements are neat and uniform, and they are filled with a murderous aura that soars into the sky.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

100,000 sergeants raised their troops and roared, exuding a thick murderous aura on their bodies, which was incomparable. At this time, the murderous aura soared into the sky, instantly swept through the entire swamp, breaking through the night, and the surrounding dead trees, silt, wreckage, blood and water, and stones shattered one after another.

The fighting spirit is monstrous and unmatched.

"Who are they, and why did they come back from the dead?"

Yan Qing looked at the murderous 100,000 soldiers, and was extremely shocked in his heart, is this really the forbidden land of Emperor Mountain?

Who is the figure in Tsing Yi in front?

Who are the 100,000 undead sergeants?

Who is that tall figure?

The murderous aura that rushed to the sky seemed to break through the night.

The black figure on the huge chariot, the bronze Ge in his hand was pressed, and the 100,000 soldiers immediately fell silent, and there was no sound anymore, a deathly silence.

"I, born as a person of Kyushu, and died as a ghost of Kyushu!"

The cold voice without mood fluctuations seemed to sound from Yan Qing's soul, and there were two words that made him tremble suddenly, and his eyes looked at the tall figure in horror.

"I, born as a person of Kyushu, and died as a ghost of Kyushu!"

One hundred thousand soldiers roared in unison, the sound shook the heavens and the earth, and the entire swamp suddenly shook, suddenly setting off bursts of yin wind, as if the gods were crying and howling, making the gods and ghosts retreat.

"Kyushu?"

Yan Qingkou muttered softly, with an unbelievable look in his eyes, how could this be Kyushu? This is just another mythical world......

Perhaps, everything is a coincidence.

"Fight with me in the heavens, can you regret it?" said the general.

"No remorse, no repentance, no remorse...... 100,000 sergeants shouted in unison.

"Fought before he was born, and he fought after death, can he regret it?"

"No regrets, no regrets, no regrets...... 100,000 sergeants are monstrous.

"Fight with me, never enter reincarnation, regret?"

"No remorse, no remorse, no remorse...... 100,000 troops regarded death as home.

"Wait—regret?" the general's voice suddenly exploded, causing the whole world to tremble.

"I have no regrets in life, and I will not regret it after death! We swear to follow the general to the death and defend Kyushu forever. ”

"It's a pity that Kyushu has been broken and reduced to a wasteland, God forbids it!" The black figure looked up at the sky, and a black aura rose into the sky.

"God forbid, we forbid ourselves. The 100,000 sergeants were sad and shouted.

"I will defend my homeland again. The general said again.

"Sui!" 100,000 sergeants knelt down.

The black figure on the battle vehicle looked at the kneeling 100,000 sergeants, and then held on to the bronze Ge and pointed behind him suddenly. A black light shot out, and the night suddenly tore open, and a huge crack appeared, leading to an unknown world.

"Follow me, kill out of the sky. The cold voice sounded again, and Zhige pointed ahead.

"Kill to the sky, defend my Kyushu, our army will not die in ten thousand battles; with my blood, guard my Kyushu, cast my soul without destroying the army, and die without regret!" 100,000 soldiers roared, reproducing the oath they had made before their death.

"Attack!"

At this moment, rows of chariots moved, heading towards the torn crack, with an unrivaled momentum. The soldiers followed, and they were all extremely silent, but they were murderous, and they regarded death as home.

As he stepped into the crack, the sergeant sang -

"Do you say that you have no clothes, and you are with the Son? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Hatred with the Son! How can it be said that there is no clothes, and the same Ze with the Son? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Do you say that you have no clothes, but you are clothed with your son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Let's go with my son!"

The song is ancient and vicissitudes, exuding a wordless tragedy.

"Kyushu?

Yan Qing watched the 100,000 soldiers who looked at death as if they were at home, singing away, and couldn't calm down in her heart for a long time. What is Kyushu, is it the Kyushu you know?

Who are these sergeants, and why do they die and not die?

Doubts arise from the bottom of my heart.

At this time, the figure in Tsing Yi was already in tears, slowly turned his head, and said to Yan Qing: "You are finally here." ”

"Can you see me?"

Yan Qing's body shook suddenly, and the whole person was like petrification, looking at the Tsing Yi figure in great horror. This is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, with a thin face and a pair of clear and abnormal eyes.

The eyes are dark, bright, and clear.

But at this time, it was tears.

"I can't see it, but I know it. ”

The young man in Tsing Yi said, tears still flowing, dripping on the mud and mixing with the blood.

"Then how do you know me?" Yan Qing was a little confused, "Also, who are you and who are they?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, you'll find out later. ”

The young man in Tsing Yi shook his head, then looked at the direction in which the 100,000 undead soldiers left and said: "They are the last guardians of Kyushu, they will not die in a hundred battles, and they will never enter reincarnation......"

"What the hell is going on?" Yan Qing asked with a deep breath.

The young man in Tsing Yi didn't seem to hear Yan Qing's words, stared into the distance, and said quietly: "His name is Shenqi ......."

"Shenqi?" Yan Qing groaned.

"I should go, you have to hurry up and get stronger, they are almost dead......" The young man in Tsing Yi said in a sad voice.

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