"Welcome to the General Staff!"

The sunset is bloody, and the sunset is afterglow.

In the face of General Huang Sheng's military salute, Qin refused to return to the military salute, he knew that Huang Sheng was the general of the country who really served the country and the people.

In the previous life, the warlords were in turmoil, and there were reckless strongholds everywhere, but General Huang Sheng was an alternative.

He did not participate in the secession, but called on the entire Jiangcheng to establish a stronghold to the outside world, hoping to re-establish contact with the national army.

It's a pity that an incomparably terrifying Yin God descended on Jiangcheng, causing all of General Huang Sheng's plans to turn into bubbles.

In that battle between the army and the Yin God, General Huang Sheng's troops fought to the last man, and he took all the shells and drove the truck into the Yin God.

In the end, the sky was full of brilliant fireworks, like the unwilling tears of the elderly general, pouring out the Jiangcheng in the previous life, which was finally reduced to ruins.

"Look, General Staff!"

General Huang Sheng lifted his military uniform and leaked a childlike smile, only to see that there was a fresh tattoo of a fierce general on his chest, which was Guan Yu.

"After learning about your plan, I immediately found someone to tattoo this Guan Yu for me, using my own blood!"

"My own blood, tattooed on my body, I feel a different flavor, a kind of tiger general charm, different from those street gangsters."

Looking at General Huang Sheng's smile, Qin Jue's face was calm, but there was a slight sparkle in the depths of his eyes.

Perhaps this is the charm of rebirth.

People who have only heard about it once will be able to talk face-to-face in this life.

"Escort the General Staff into the city!"

General Huang Sheng gave an order.

The Fifth Infantry Brigade and the Dragon King Palace Soldier King were combined into one, and the originally powerful lineup was even more dazzling at the moment.

From the entrance of the national highway to the streets of Jiangcheng, everywhere you go, you have attracted the attention of countless survivors.

And Qin Jue sat next to General Huang Sheng, looked out the window sideways, and found that the situation in Jiangcheng was already a little different.

When departing Kyoto.

Jiang Cheng is still lifeless.

There were wails and corpses everywhere.

There weren't many people on the streets.

Most of the survivors took refuge in corners.

Let the head be weird and wanton to torture and kill human beings.

But now in Jiangcheng, at least the sun is shining in.

Every few steps, you can see a group of heavily armed soldiers patrolling.

Screams and wails rang out from time to time in the streets, but only a few minutes later, soldiers arrived from all directions, and the cries were replaced by dense shouts of killing.

On the streets, there are already many more survivors.

"It's all because of your plan." General Huang Sheng sighed with emotion beside him: "You said that the divine pattern is the only way to survive, although the people of Jiangcheng don't know what the divine pattern is, but our army has started propaganda on all the streets, and a large number of soldiers who are good at painting are already helping the people get tattoos for free." ”

"It's just a few hours since you returned to Jiangcheng from Kyoto."

"More than 100,000 people have already submitted applications for enlistment to the Fifth Infantry Brigade, and in order to settle them, the army has urgently expanded gymnasiums, aquariums, etc."

"There are more than a thousand other people who have received the simplest life-saving god crests, such as turtle shells, bear skins, snake scales, and so on."

"It can be said that the panic in Jiangcheng is gradually subsiding."

General Huang Sheng looked out the window, his eyes empty.

"This ancient city will eventually be free from calamity."

Hearing this, Qin Jue just smiled faintly.

Strange recovery, how can it be so easy to deal with.

He looked up at the sky.

Thick dark clouds pressed down on the earth.

In the dark clouds, that great terrifying and distorted evil thing still hung quietly in the sky, its huge bloody and terrifying figure covering the sky and the sun, so that Qin Jue could not see the sun at all.

And this is the truth that others can't see.

"Excuse me! Is the person in the car the General Staff!! ”

Suddenly, a ragged man burst out of front of him, kneeling on the ground and hissing at the heavy tank.

The rumbling engines suddenly stopped, smoke filled the air, and the nearby survivors all brightened up and swarmed around the heavy tanks.

Bang Bang Bang !!

All the Dragon King Hall Soldier Kings drew their blades.

Xiaolong, who was wearing a black combat uniform, frowned and walked out, and said in a deep and angry voice: "Those who dare to plot against the general staff will be killed!" ”

The intent of slaughter, the wind surging in an instant!

"No, no, no! I'm not trying to do wrong! The ragged man shouted in a panic: "I just want to be grateful to the General Staff!" ”

Xiaolong's brows stretched slightly, but his eyes still had a sense of scrutiny.

He was ordered by the Dragon King and the three great masters to protect Qin Jue's side, but whenever the wind blows, he will draw his sword and face each other!

This responsibility cannot be slackened!

"I really just want to be grateful to the General Staff!"

The man suddenly pulled out a dirty white cloth.

On the white cloth, there are countless names written in blood.

"We know! The General Staff Officer is the eldest son of our old Qin family in Jiangcheng! He showed us the way to live, the old Qin family will always be the old Qin family who is as righteous as a dragon! ”

The man trembled and held up the white cloth.

"This is our street, all the surviving families, a letter of gratitude to the General Staff!"

"I am grateful to the General Staff and to the old Qin family!"

On the white cloth, several large characters are red and eye-catching, which are a few words written with a large amount of blood:

[God bless Jiangcheng, all the people thank Qin]

"Please, let's meet the General Staff with our own eyes!"

The ragged man shouted with tears in his eyes.

The survivors who were densely packed around were already like lightning strikes, trembling and kneeling on the ground, shouting with him: "Let us see the General Staff with our own eyes!" ”

Xiaolong trembled inwardly.

He felt goosebumps run from his heels to the back of his head like he had never felt before.

It is respect, love, support, and people's gratitude to Qin Jue, moved and embraced, witnessing this scene, the battle-hardened, iron-blooded dragon is excited.

"Written in blood? Why not pen and ink? ”

But just in case, Xiaolong still interrogated carefully.

"The house is collapsing, it is strange everywhere, there is no pen and ink, not to mention, compared to writing in blood, where can we write our enthusiasm!"

"That ......"

Xiaolong still wanted to interrogate, but Qin Jue had already walked out.

"Don't keep asking, bring me the white cloth."

Qin Jue stood in the remnant sunset and said indifferently.

Although his expression and tone were still indifferent, he was like a god on earth.

But in the eyes of the people, it was within reach, and the warmth and worship that they saw with their own eyes, they walked forward tremblingly with tears in their eyes, and handed over the blood-soaked Book of the People to Qin Jue.

Holding this piece of white cloth, Qin Jue felt that he was holding a high mountain.

He looked around, looked at the sunset, and exhaled deeply.

"Do not be afraid, you all."

Qin Jue calmed down his emotions and turned around and said: "In this terminally ill world, pick up your swords, bring your divine tattoos, and abandon senseless panic, cowardice, and cowardice!" ”

"Those weird people dare to kill us, don't we dare to kill them?"

Qin Jue put away the white cloth, his eyes suddenly erupted with earth-shattering killing intent, two puffs of black smoke poured out from his chest, one turned into a pitch-black and majestic bull-headed Yin God armor, and the other turned into an ancient and fierce black-gold war horse!

Qin Jue pulled out the burning dragon scale Tang Knife, pointed high at the remnant blood of the setting sun, and in his unique way, sent out a dawn-like killing sound to countless confused and desperate people.

"If they dare to kill you, then you will show your butcher knife!"

"Only by fighting bloodshed can we live endlessly!"

"Your god crest and butcher's knife are never weak."

"Be brave!"

Be brave.

Let the survivors of the whole street, their eyes brighten.