"Ding Xiaoyou",

There was a soft call from Emperor Daxing in his ears,

Ding Xiaoyi was a spirit, and all the terracotta warriors in front of him were motionless.

Could it be that he was hallucinating just now, he was very puzzled.

But why did he hallucinate?

These terracotta warriors seem to have an inseparable emotion with him.

"Alas, the juniors are fine." Ding Xiaoyi looked at the Daxing Emperor in front of him, and he hurriedly replied.

Emperor Daxing took Ding Xiaoyi and walked towards the depths of the terracotta warriors.

He looked at the young faces, these ordinary soldiers were no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.

They are like flowers that have been broken off, and the period of blooming has come to an abrupt end.

It was these young faces who burned their souls for the sake of Dayong's national fortune.

made Dayong survive this crisis and save the world.

The childish faces,

The body that stands like a pine on the shore,

It was they who saved Dayong with their own burning souls.

They are honorable, and they should be remembered by the world.

But for some special reason, their names are hidden.

If the history books are to record,

Then only a few breezy words can be left:

"In the early years of Dayin Yonghe, demons invaded, and millions of soldiers from the Dayong Jiazi Battalion entered the void to resist the enemy, and none of them survived."

Just a few words covered their lives.

Even the senior generals of the Dayong Jiazi Battalion are only a few sentences to introduce.

After their deaths, there were no monuments, only rows of simple earthen houses in the civilian area of the imperial capital.

Their backgrounds, their families, have long been forgotten by the world.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the familiar and unfamiliar faces.

It was as if he saw the war taking place right before his eyes.

He seemed to see countless burning souls flying towards the abyss of the Emperor's Fall, and he saw that the fortunes of Dayong began to become solidified.

After he saw the figures burning his soul,

Then it turned into countless starlight scattered in the vast starry sky.

"Strange thing, that soul and soul did run into this terracotta army, why is it missing again?"

Emperor Daxing in front of Ding Xiaoyi muttered to himself.

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but look at the familiar face.

He noticed that he looked like one of the young soldiers, and he couldn't help but lean over to look at the brief at the soldier's feet.

"Ding Yi, a native of Dahe Village, Yinning County, an orphan, parents unknown",

Just such a simple sentence sums up the life of this young soldier.

The more Ding Xiaoyi looked at it, the more he felt that the young soldier was very similar to himself.

He was still unsure, and stopped the Daxing Emperor who was burying his head in front of him.

"Ding Xiaoyou, what's the matter?"

Emperor Daxing showed a puzzled expression on his face, and he asked Ding Xiaoyi.

"Senior, you see, this soldier looks very similar to the junior",

Ding Xiaoyi pointed to the young soldier and said to Emperor Daxing.

He couldn't help but feel excited

Got up.

Aunt Yin let herself come to the imperial capital and find her own life experience, is this her life experience?

I should be the soldier.

"Let me take a look",

Emperor Daxing is also very curious,

He looked at the soldier named Ding Yi for a few moments, and then looked at Ding Xiaoyi again.

"There are indeed some similarities, but there are so many similar people in this world, and Ding Xiaoyou has seen nothing similar to himself."

Emperor Daxing said indifferently, but Ding Xiaoyi didn't think so.

How did he feel that this soldier seemed to have a unique connection with himself.

Even though it was just a clay sculpture, he felt as if there were some fluctuations in his blood.

It's a fluctuation that comes from blood resonance,

If the terracotta warrior is a real person, then his blood fluctuations will be more intense.

It's a pity that only a pair of clay figurines remained,

Ding Xiaoyi secretly wrote down the birthplace of the soldier named Ding Yi.

Dahe Village, Yinning County, the imperial capital, must go to Dahe Village in Yinning County to have a look after he gets out of the abyss of the emperor's fall.

"Ding Xiaoyou, there are many similar people in this world, as far as I know, this Ding Yi doesn't seem to be married, and he is just an ordinary villager."

"His parents are unknown, he has been an orphan since he was a child, he grew up eating hundreds of family meals in Dahe Village, and later he was recruited to the Jiazi Battalion, who would have thought that he would have encountered this."

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

It was a sword, and the sword stabbed behind him.

"Hum ......",

The long sword stirred up a brilliant sword,

Ding Xiaoyi's feet slipped, and the sword in his hand soared.

He raised his sword and stabbed it at one of the terracotta warriors.

The long sword stabbed at a clay statue with a shocking force.

The Daxing Emperor on the side changed his face,

He didn't expect Ding Xiaoyi to shoot his sword so quickly, he only saw an afterimage stabbing towards a terracotta warrior.

"Bang",

Just as the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand was about to stab the terracotta warrior, the terracotta warrior suddenly exploded.

The furious energy turned into a shockwave and spread out.

"Bang, bang, bang",

After a few dull sounds, I saw several clay figurines explode one after another.

Several figures held a cold blade in their hands, and they looked at Ding Xiaoyi with cold faces.

"Who are you, and why did you break into the Emperor's Mausoleum?"

As soon as Emperor Daxing saw several mysterious people holding cold blades popping out of the exploding terracotta warriors, he couldn't help but reprimand angrily.

Ding Xiaoyi stabbed the air with a sword,

With a flick of his wrist, the sword turned into a streamer of light and swung towards a figure holding a cold blade.

"The stars are setting, the moon is not shining, and the lamplighter shines on the world",

A figure holding a cold light shouted,

Then the figures gathered together, and they looked at Ding Xiaoyi with solemn expressions.

"Lamplighter",

Ding Xiaoyi looked at this group of ordinarily dressed figures.

There were five of them, and they were very different in age.

Some are gray-haired old men, and some are young men with childish faces.

"Lamplighter!" ，

Ding Xiaoyi showed a solemn expression on his face,

He was the first time he had a confrontation with the Lamplighter.

The last time he had only met a lantern lighter with a lantern, they didn't do anything.

And this time it's different,

They held the cold blades in their hands, and they were looking at Ding Xiaoyi with fierce eyes.