Before the Supreme Birdman could figure out what the "Sacrifice Spirit" was, he had to face a pill, the size of a sheep poop egg, black and smelling a little sweet.

Xin Zhuo's hand slowly tossed, and the sheep eggs also jumped, which was quite interesting.

"So, what is this?"

The Supreme Birdman swallowed his saliva and asked with a simple expression.

Xin Zhuo explained sincerely: "This is called the Nine Turns of Mourning Intestine Breaking Pill, I just invented it, I have to take the antidote once a month, otherwise I will die in pain."

The Supreme Birdman laughed dryly: "Can you not eat it?"

"Yes!" Xindra said, "I'm going to kill you right now and use your intestines to knit a sweater for my dog."

"A few pills are really a small thing." The Supreme Birdman took it seriously, "I have been frail and sickly since I was a child, and I love to take pills. ”

Swallow with your neck tilted.

With the Supreme Birdman as a demonstration, Ye Chen, the Serving Immortals, and the Spirit Bird and others will be much cleaner and neater.

Xin Zhuo got up, stretched his waist, and his figure flashed to the side in front of a pair of imperial golden armor, patted lightly, the armor possessed itself, and in the blink of an eye, he changed from a handsome and handsome young man to an iron-blooded general who was fierce and terrifying, and he had not really experienced hundreds of thousands of battlefield battles, and he definitely did not have such an aura.

"Gone!"

The figure flashed to the outside of the hall.

The Supreme Birdman group sighed helplessly and followed.

……

Nancheng Campus, where Jiang Yuqing, who was the King of Qin, and Emperor Yang of the Great Zhou Dynasty met, have now become the campus of the Four Armies of the Great Zhou Imperial Forest.

Just past the end of the hour, the beginning of the time, the scorching sun hangs high, covering a vast area of hundreds of miles of school camps, consisting of 200,000 local Jiedu private soldiers, 200,000 Shence Army, 200,000 Shenwei Army, 200,000 Tianwu Army, 200,000 Dianqian Army, 300,000 Western Qin direct lineage, 300,000 Nanli Army, 80,000 Liusi Special Army, 80,000 border barbarian iron army, 200,000 demon cavalry, 100,000 heavy armored cavalry, 30,000 military generals, 30,000 Wuman, a total of more than 2 million.

With more than 10,000 people and a sea of people, the neat appearance of these more than 2 million troops really can't be described in words to describe its spectacular eventuality.

As far as the eye can see, it is endless, the flags are waving, and the murderous aura is shocking, and it seems that there is more than the sand and gravel of the desert.

Anyone who sees it will inevitably have a wave of panic and despair.

However, in the eyes of the princes and nobles, officials, common people, merchants, and three religions of the Great Zhou Dynasty, they were full of pride.

That's right! Such a large national mobilization order can be said to be something that has never been done in the 100-year history of the Great Thursday, and it cannot be concealed, although ordinary people do not know what is happening, but it absolutely cannot stop their enthusiasm for onlookers.

From the middle of the Yin Dynasty, the inner and outer walls of the southern city, the banks of the moat, and even further afield, have long been occupied by dense people and low-ranking officials who are no less than the army, and everyone is watching, and various versions of the statement have been repeated eight hundred times.

But what everyone basically said was that this battle, which exhausted the national strength of the Great Zhou, can be called a battle between Guozhen and the national fortune. And the commander is the absolute myth of the Great Zhou for a hundred years, His Majesty the Holy Ancestor Dachun Great Sage Emperor.

"In the next week to travel to the world, it is also considered to be well-informed, since the martial arts are about to come in the past 60 years, the countries have been in dispute, but such a terrifying use of soldiers, I have never seen it, no matter whether it succeeds or fails, it will definitely leave a strong ink mark in history, remember today, everyone!

In the third year of the Great Zhou Guangyun, the Holy Ancestor Emperor used troops, two million, to conquer the Quartet! ”

An old man was full of emotion, his beard trembling with excitement, and he shouted loudly.

This sentence has aroused the empathy of many people, and countless eyes have seen that there are many dignitaries, literary celebrities, martial arts masters and even famous prostitutes in Qinglou.

However, a scholar asked angrily: "What does it mean to succeed or fail?" This battle will be won, our Emperor Zhou Shengzu is in command, His Majesty the Emperor, His Royal Highness the Prince, the princes, princesses, nobles, clans, and even the Empress Dowager are all on the march, how has there ever been in the world? This battle will be invincible! ”

"Invincible, invincible!"

A tidal wave of responses was heard from all directions.

Very good, the soldiers did not move, and the people cheered themselves first.

It wasn't until a large number of gold-armored and silver-armored generals boarded the hideous and tall Dianjiang platform that the shouting stopped, and everyone looked intently at the main seat on the Dianjiangtai, which was still empty.

At this moment, more than a dozen figures flashed from the depths of the imperial city, with an aura that penetrated the sky and the earth, and the leader was dressed in a dark golden armor, a golden embroidered dragon draped, and layers of martial rhyme were around his body, just by looking at it, people couldn't help but feel that they were small, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

"Boom!"

The man fell on the main seat of the Dianjiang platform, and the sycamore flowers in the sky fell one after another, like a holy miracle, and the heaven and earth were fragrant.

A mighty aura swept around.

The endless army that was still calm and waveless in front of it was now greatly boosted, and the sonorous iron armor collided, the rumbling war horses neighed, and the tsunami-like cries of the mountains soared into the sky:

"Long live His Majesty the Holy Emperor, long live, long live, long live!"

"Boom la la ......"

On the platform, Ji Yu's father and son, who were also wearing the emperor's golden armor, Murong Yunxi, who was in the Xuanjing silver armor, and thousands of other generals knelt down: "Long live, long live, long live!"

"! Isn't that taking advantage? ”

A group of people like Prophet Gou, Li Guangling and Mr. Zhuge also squatted down, looking embarrassed.

"Long live His Majesty the Holy Ancestor Emperor, long live, long live, long live!"

Countless people from all directions were nervous and excited, and they knelt down one after another.

At this moment, between heaven and earth, under the dome, Xin Zhuo was the only one standing.

He looked up at the sky, I don't know how many times he sighed, it would be nice if this world was just a feudal society, but it's a pity to stand high and see far, the end of the martial arts is boundless, and this domineering scene suddenly became boring.

Of course, he couldn't do anything to spoil the fun, and he had to play some tricks, waving his hand vigorously: "All the soldiers are flat!"

The voice was so loud that even the soldiers in the extreme distance could hear it clearly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Millions of soldiers stood up, their scales shining brightly in the sunlight, like an ocean of light.

Xin Zhuo silently watched the boundless army, jumped up, and went straight into the sky, the Jiao-shaped sword flashed out, rolling up the huge five-clawed golden dragon phantom, and approached the sky!

"Boom—"

The entire sky was covered by the shadow of the dragon, and the golden dragon let out a deafening hiss, "Huh-" actually tore the sky alive, and finally turned into a golden giant sword again, crossing the sky.

This terrifying vision of heaven is more effective than any morale-boosting word under heaven.

In the south of the imperial capital, under the heavenly dome, all the soldiers and people were deeply shocked, including the Supreme Birdman, although there was no lethality, but it required a vast and profound True Qi illusion, he couldn't do it.

And at this moment, Xin Zhuo stood under the giant sword, draped in the wind, like a man descending from heaven and earth, he glanced at everyone, and his voice shook in all directions: "This battle will be won!"

"This battle will be won!"

There is a tsunami in the mountains below.

"The south is led by Mr. Zhuge , assisted by Emperor Ji Yong, Prince Ji Kang and the two hundred and seventy-three generals of the old department of Western Qin, and the supreme birdmen and the masters of the four major sects are sweeping the formation!"

"The West is made up of ...... I personally lead! ”

"Remember! Resist the enemy's main force to avoid, exhaust the enemy, attack its unpreparedness, fight its weakness, see flooding, see forest fires, see mountains digging mountains! Regardless of the gains and losses of a city or a place, when you kill, you must not be merciful, and you must not be discouraged by a small defeat......"

……

Xin Zhuo gave a series of orders, and the tone of the last four words was a little strange: "The whole army is attacking!"

(End of chapter)