Lintong District, Xixian City, more than ten miles away from the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, is located in the Hongkeng of the book-burning pit of Hongjing Fort.

Dark, stuffy underground caverns.

A group of unloading wrestlers put on a long snake formation, swallowing their saliva, and carefully exploring.

Chang Zijing of the Northwest faction holds a candle in his hand and looks ahead.

"Kuang Zhenren, how far is this? The candle is shaking badly, and the ghost is in the forest!"

Kuang Zhenren is performing the method of ghost gourd to resist ghosts, releasing ghost fire and lighting to lead the way.

"Are you afraid of ghosts?" Kuang Zizi looked at Chang Zijing.

Behind him, a group of unloading wrestlers with flashlights sneered.

Chang Zijing is a little unhappy.

Laugh a fart! Is this an inverted bucket, or is it digging coal, no one asks how deep the hole is?

At this moment, his face suddenly turned cold, as if he had been touched by a ghost.

There was a burst of turbid gas, and the smell was so fishy that everyone wanted to vomit.

"Kuang Zhenren, I have been fighting all my life, and I have never seen this kind of tomb, I have been walking in the cave for five minutes, why can't I walk to the end, and this wind is obviously abnormal, I should not enter the tomb. ”

"Haha!" came a burst of laughter.

"Ignorance!" Kuang Zizi shook his head and explained as a real person:

"Ordinary cemeteries, the square inch is only a few feet, the general cemetery, the length is only a few zhang, and the emperor's tomb is dozens of zhang. ”

Kuang Zizi pinched out a talisman and swiped it in the air, and this talisman was suspended in the air and automatically floated to the depths of the cave.

"This is the leyline talisman, the leyline is like water, and we are walking in a great leyline array. ”

Chang Zijing gasped.

In his mind, there were countless underground caverns, forming a great array of leylines. It's like a subway map, forming an underground array.

Kuang Zizi spoke, "Dare to depict the great array of leylines in the underground within a radius of dozens of miles, and gather the power of the leylines to protect the mausoleum, except for the ancestral dragon Qin Shi Huang, who else." ”

According to the history books, the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang was built from the first year of the reign of King Qin (247 BC) to the second year of Qin II (208 BC), which lasted 39 years, and the number of workers transferred was millions. ”

"The death of Qin II and the occupation of labor in the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang is also one of the important reasons. It is conceivable that the amount of work in the tomb of Qin Shi Huang is not just a tomb. ”

"Kuang Zhenren is really omniscient, admire and admire. ”

Chang Zijing laughed and opened his eyes.

At this time, a black shadow appeared with neat footsteps.

"it!"

Before Chang Zijing's words dissipated, his face stiffened and was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Under the dark light, countless terracotta warriors and horses of Qin Shi Huang actually appeared from the depths of the cave, and they lined up in a six-column military formation, like a long snake, devouring them.

These clay figurines are expressionless, with neat and mechanical steps, armed with spears, long ge, short swords and shields.

In the black mist, hundreds of pairs of eyes were glowing with purple glow, which was terrifying.

Personal strength, in front of the military array, will only feel their own insignificance and powerlessness.

"This, this!"

Chang Zijing's eyes were full of clay sculptures, his heart seemed to be dragged by a ghost, his neck was pinched, and he was completely out of breath.

He has been fighting all his life, how have he ever seen such an outrageous thing, the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Shi Huang actually came to life.

In order to study the ancient tombs, these Xieling wrestlers have read history books and wild histories.

Folk legend once Qinling underground palace in Lishan, there is an underground passage between Lishan and Qinling, every time it rains on a cloudy day, there is a "Yin soldier" in the underground passage, people are happy and horses are shouting, very lively.

Underground Underground!

I didn't think the legend turned out to be true.

"Kuang Zhenren, what can I do about this?"

Everyone's bodies were stiff, their hearts were cold, the coldness rushed from the soles of their feet to the whole body, and their hands trembled even more, as if they had lost control of their bodies.

They instinctively gathered around Kuang Zizi. "Ahh

With a scream, a Xieling wrestler was shot into a hornet's nest, with more than a dozen crossbow arrows stuck in his body, and fell to the ground convulsing.

At this time, these unloading wrestlers fully reacted, these terracotta warriors and horses really have weapons.

"Damn, it's been two thousand years, and the crossbow made of wood has long since rotten, and it can still be used. ”

The faces of the people were pale, and there was no blood at all.

"What's the panic, this place is narrow, if I use means, it will only cause a landslide, go back first!"

Kuang Zhenren frowned, took a sip, shook his right hand, and held the ghost gourd in the palm of his hand.

After all, he is a master, how can he be as flustered as these wastes, he is not afraid of ghosts, is he still afraid of these terracotta warriors.

"Run!"

Everyone was in a hurry, and even fell to the ground by being squeezed, and even ran and crawled to retreat.

There were several more screams, and some people were shot to the ground by Qin Guojin's crossbow, like a straw target, and were trampled by the terracotta warriors.

After a while!

Lost and depressed, they gasped for breath and finally escaped from the cave and returned to the bottom of the sinkhole.

Kuang Zi threw it in his right hand, and a bronze mirror flew out and hung on the mountain wall of the sinkhole, refracting the sunlight to the cave.

Good means!

Boom, boom!

In the sound of neat footsteps, Kuang Zizi's eyes reflected the posture of these terracotta warriors and horses coming out of the hole.

All of them are strong men with a height of more than 1.8 meters, although the whole body is made of clay, but the flexibility is not different from ordinary people, and there are colorful paints all over the body.

The red collar is the Qin State shield soldier, the black collar is the Qin State spear soldiers and Changge soldiers, and the purple collar is the Qin State crossbow soldiers.

The eyes of these terracotta warriors are agile and spiritual.

The crowd was squeezed by the Qin army and surrounded in the sinkhole.

The half-moon-shaped military formation was surrounded, with a bang, the shields were placed horizontally, and the hard crossbows were aimed and shot out.

"Iron hands, bold, support the cloth, set up the array!" Chang Zizi roared.

Several unloading wrestlers threw out a piece of white silk that was 100 meters long.

With great speed on their hands and feet, they set up wooden stakes and made hexagonal screens out of white silk. It's like a windshield for the royal outing.

"Chang Daya, can you do this trick!"

Chang Zijing glanced at Chu Xintian, who was scolding, disdainfully, "The surname is Chu, every time I run into you, it's not good, open your dog eyes and see clearly." ”

"This is a ghost cloth mixed with diamond silk, I dare not say that the bullet cannot be pierced, but the bow and crossbow will never be able to penetrate. And he was immersed in the Tiger Hill Guanyin Spring for a year, absorbing the power of the sword, even if it was a powerful ghost, he couldn't penetrate it. ”

Tiger Hill Guanyin Spring is located on the tomb of the monarch of Wu Guoguo, according to legend, he was buried with three thousand swords, and the sword is very angry.

When a ghost gets close to the Sword Evil Qi, it will automatically be attacked by the Sword Evil Qi. Not to mention the ghosts, even zombies don't dare to attack.

"Move the pipe. ”

Chang Zizi gave an order, and he deliberately behaved in front of everyone.

The northwest faction of the Xieling Lux took out the explosives from the backpack to blow up the mountain, the previous Xieling Lux also paid attention to the feng shui veins, but now there are explosives, directly blow up the mountain and open holes, pay attention to fast, accurate and ruthless.

This kind of style, compared with the predecessors of the Xieling Lux faction, the Green Forest Army who dug the tomb of the Han Emperor, and the Huang Chao who dug the tomb of the Tang Emperor, the degree of ferocity is not far behind.

They lit the fuse with a lighter, and with the sound of a squeaky lead, they threw it into the terracotta army.

Violent explosions came and went, and rows of terracotta warriors and horses were torn apart by the explosion, and dirt was scattered all over the ground.

"Grass, cool! Often blind, you are a fucking scumbag, and you are also a talent. ！”

"Blow them up and avenge the dead fourth!"

At this moment, above the sinkhole, the wind of hunting blew and a figure appeared.

Chu Wangxian overlooked from the edge of the pit.

"It's just the right time!" Chu Wangxian smiled at the corner of his mouth, like a praying mantis catching a cicada, and the yellow finch in the back.

His gaze was like a falcon, and he looked at the Fang Shi who appeared behind the Terracotta Army.