"The Great Zhou belongs to the soil, and the Limude is the Han."

"From today onwards, you are Han soldiers!"

Lu Le said, and with a wave of his hand, the three-zhang military flag stood in the school field.

Black on red background.

The character "Han" is waving in the wind, and the dragon-shaped texture is lifelike, exuding a sense of majesty and awe.

The 2,300 Han troops were eating and drinking at the banquet, but the moment they saw the military flag, they couldn't help but get up and salute, and they actually had a raging fighting spirit.

"Produced by the mall, it must be a high-quality product!"

What Lu Le is most satisfied with is that the divine coin is issued by the Security Bureau, so he doesn't have to pay out of his own pocket.

[Artifact: Han Wu Tiger Ben Army Banner

Grade: Tier 1

Trait: Inspired by Fighting Spirit

Description: A military flag from Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. Tiger Ben, warrior also. If the tiger is a beast, it is fierce! 】

A yellow cloud burst out of the gourd on the back of the loose man, delicately surrounding the Han military flag.

The yellow one, the emperor, means honor.

Xiang Wenqiang's heart was agitated, and he couldn't help but raise his blade high and look up to the sky and roar.

He was originally a member of the Sangzhou community, and he gained extraordinary power to become a big man, but he died halfway through and was invited to do great things by the Security Bureau.

Now I suddenly feel that what kind of club boss, how can he compare to Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

The three-inch flying sword in Su Xiang's hand turned into a three-foot green peak, buzzing out of thin air, and singing with the sword.

"If I am the Green Emperor in his year, I will repay the peach blossoms together!"

Han is Mude, the sky is released, and the Qingdi is shined!

Zhen Ping'an's eyes were confused, watching the three guys perform.

"In the script, there is no such thing?"

Looking at the fanatical Han Jun who couldn't restrain himself, he had an idea in his heart, gritted his teeth and spent 1 god coin for gold.

So, out of thin air, a golden book was conjured, and the cover was the golden "Han".

This book is made of real gold, the gold of the god coin mall is exchanged for fifty taels, and the lord of the dream feels that the god coin is exchanged for mortal things to earn a lot, and the intimate can choose the gold style.

Probably, sell gold and give jewelry, and help create it for free!

The jewelry produced in the Shencoin Mall is definitely a natural form of top art, but unfortunately it can't be sold for tens of millions of star dollars.

Zhen Ping'an exchanged a delicate gold book, divided into dozens of pages, and there was not a word on it.

"Master, the wordless golden book given by God, with the Han Dynasty Zhou, this is the will of heaven!"

Lu Le glanced at Zhen Ping'an meaningfully, stretched out his hand to take the book of heaven, and turned the pages one by one.

"This is clearly a word, and there are many immortal magic methods recorded on it, which can help my Han save the lives of the people."

"I don't have the mandate of heaven in my body, this heavenly golden book, only the master can see it!"

Zhen Ping'an doesn't care if others believe it or not, anyway, he believes it!

The two thousand three hundred Han troops on the school field stared at the heaven-given golden book in Lu Le's hand, and they also believed it!

The three of them were dumbfounded, wondering in their hearts, it is rumored that Zhen Ping'an is a patient in the ** psychiatric hospital, how can he be so proficient in the way of sycophants?

"Master, when my disciple was traveling around, I met two friends who believed in the Lord of Dreams. has quite a lot of mana means, if you don't dislike it, ask them to join the Han army! ”

Neurotic friends, is it neurotic?

Lu Le couldn't think of this question clearly, and he didn't need to think about it, he turned his head to look at Fei Yuanhua, who was standing straight behind him.

Lu Le is very self-aware, and he didn't think about fighting for power and profit, so he was a mascot.

Recruiting gamers into the army depends on the meaning of Fei Yuanhua, an investigator of the Security Bureau.

Fei Yuanhua nodded slightly, he had no reason to refuse, the Security Bureau wanted more players to join the Han Army, and it was also indirectly under the command of the Security Bureau.

Montnets has become a not-so-secret secret, and hundreds of people enter the game every day through the beta code, but the early believer players have a lot of advantages over the latecomers.

Players with an invitation code for the closed beta have no way to obtain God Coins except for spending money to acquire them.

Some players have been exposed on Montnets.net, which is actually a small account opened by Xiao Guang, posting to speculate on the gap between non-believers, believers, deep believers, as well as fanatical believers and devouts.

After praying many times a day, the lottery will be drawn, and ordinary believers will have 0 or 1 divine coin, deep believers can have five or six, and fanatics and devout people can reach twenty or thirty coins.

Non-believers whose belief column is empty can only contribute the power of the soul that escapes, Xiao Ding will not give divine grace at all, and the 10,000 lottery of divine coins is also 0. However, with the popularization of the exercises, the amount of soul power escaping makes up for the daily consumption of the dream world, and there is still a slight surplus.

The gap is clear at a glance.

After Xiaoguang's post was sent, even if it was unofficial gossip, the more gossip it was, the more believable it became.

Xiao Ding just wants to tell everyone that if you want to get the Divine Coin, you must believe in the Lord of Dreams, and if you want to get more, you must become a deep believer.

I believe that as long as you are not mentally retarded, you will not choose the former.

I am alone, and the monopoly business of one in the world is simply not too comfortable.

Sure enough, on the first day of the post, tens of thousands of believers grew rapidly, and under the joy, they were very generously rewarded with Xiaoguang 1 god coin.

The landlord's family has no surplus food!

The impact of this post does not stop there, the number of new believers added every day has increased several times compared to the previous rate.

Every day, thousands of new believers enter the dream game.

It has become difficult for the Security Bureau to hide and restrict gamers, so it is an excellent way to turn to wooing gamers and competing for world domination together.

Lu Le is not clear about these, and he doesn't want to be clear, let the dead fat house play imperial art, it is better for a pig to go up the tree.

"If you join our Han army, you are a fellow believer. If you know the military, you are a general, and if you know magic, you are a Tiangang mage! ”

"Obey the Heavenly Master's decree!"

Zhen Ping'an misses his friends in the hospital very much, and since he escaped, he hasn't seen him for several days.

……

Montenegro stretches for hundreds of miles.

From south to north, Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces are divided into east and west.

There are many heroes in the green forest, and mountain bandits and robbers abound.

One of the most famous is the Black Mountain Bandits, who are recognized as the most powerful, gathering three or five thousand heroes.

Originally, the Montenegrin bandits were just one of the bandits, and there were not ten or eight of them that could be compared.

Since the Tao County Order, several times vigorously suppressed the bandits, the rest of the mountain bandits suffered heavy casualties, but the Montenegrin bandits are getting stronger and stronger!

The Black Mountain thieves are located in Qiansong Peak, which has been in business for several years, and the iron barrel is general.

this day.

A Taoist priest carrying a yellow-skinned gourd on his back came to the mountain with a long flag and a bell.

The patrolling mountain bandits tried to drive them away, but they saw all the yellow smoke drifting by, and they all fell to the ground.

All the way into the cottage, but no one stopped him.

There are thousands of thieves in Montenegro, among whom there are many Taoist monks, and they don't know each other.

Black Tiger Hall.

The owner of the village and several leaders drank wine and ate meat, and their faces were full of red light.

Since Tao County Ling was killed by the White Lotus Demon, the monthly share of money has been saved.

Tao County ordered to scrape the ground in Jinhua County, but he was still not satisfied, and he cooperated with Black Mountain Village to loot.

No matter how much money is robbed, the monthly silver is fixed, and not a penny can be less, and sometimes seventy or eighty percent of the money robbed belongs to Tao County.

Tao County's hands are spicy and black, and the Black Mountain thieves don't dare to slack off, even if they eat bran vegetables, they have to make up enough money.

The owner of the village drank a bowl of wine happily: "Thanks to the White Lotus Demon, cut down the corrupt official, otherwise how can we have a good life." ”

"The owner of the village, I will meet with the new county master in a few days, this is even more difficult to provoke than Tao Heizi."

The military shook the eight-character nonsense and said: "It is rumored that he is the godson of Yin Cuitong of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Mansions, and he is the apprentice grandson of the national teacher, and he has power to the sky, and there are mages who can exorcise souls and ghosts!" ”

"Hehe, what a national teacher, a demon of the country!"

The owner of the village had read a few books and practiced martial arts before falling into the grass, so he had some insight.

The whole world, including the emperor and the prince, and hundreds of officials in the court, who does not know that the national teacher is a demon who calamities the country.

Knock knock!

There was a knock at the door.

"Which, come in and talk!"

The owner of the village shouted impatiently.

The thin Taoist priest who pushed the door in, carrying a big yellow gourd, was Luo Song.

"Which boss are you from?" The owner of the village frowned.

Among the Black Mountain thieves, there are dozens of monks who have killed Taoist priests and broken rings, and the owner of the village can't remember what they look like.

"Poor Dao is a Heavenly Master Dao under the command of Tiangang Mage, borrow something from several leaders!"

As he spoke, he recited the spell, and the yellow smoke filled the Black Tiger Hall, and more than a dozen bandits with high martial arts skills fainted without even resisting.

A moment later, a cloud-piercing arrow rang out in the sky.

The 500 Han troops who were in ambush rushed into the cottage, cut down people when they saw them, and killed them when they encountered thieves.

Five hundred soldiers against two or three thousand mountain bandits was originally a bitter battle.

It's a pity that all the leaders are nowhere to be seen, no one to command, and they are in a mess, where can they be the opponents of the Han army.

In just half an hour, he was defeated and surrendered, and thousands of mountain bandits were captured alive.

Luo Song carried a cloth bag of human heads and threw it to his soldiers.

"Let's go, transport it back, and go to the next ......"