The five archaeologists continued to search for a way down.

As you go deeper, the construction area of the pagoda becomes larger and larger, and the pattern becomes more and more complex.

The tenth floor is an armory.

There were mountains of ordnance inside.

Swords, guns, spears, artillery!

All kinds of weapons are like weapons exhibitions of the Yuan Dynasty.

Due to environmental factors, all weapons are extremely well preserved.

The eleventh floor is the barracks.

The stretch of military camp is guarded by terracotta warriors and horses, as if you have come to more than 800 years ago and walked into the military camp of that era.

Some terracotta warriors are standing guard, some are patrolling, some are cooking, and some are looking into the distance.

The twelfth floor is still a military camp, but there are more martial arts arenas than the previous floor.

Thousands of terracotta warriors stood on the martial arts arena, majestic.

The army is massing.

Some cavalrymen led their horses to the outside of the barracks.

The situation on the thirteenth floor has changed.

This is no longer a barracks, but a prison!

It was full of figurines of the people.

People of all kinds.

There were old men with gray hair.

There was a woman who was pregnant with Rokka.

There are petite and fragile children.

There are rich people who are gorgeously dressed and have rich faces.

There were ragged and unkempt beggars.

This strange scene made everyone's scalps tingle, and they always felt that the surroundings were gloomy and terrifying.

The fourteenth floor is still a prison.

But unlike the prison on the previous floor, this floor is dominated by young figurines.

Their hands were bound with ropes, and they walked like cattle, driven by cavalry, their eyes blurred and unfocused.

On the side of the road, someone fell to the ground and was silent.

There were also people kneeling on the ground, with Mongolian soldiers brandishing whips behind them, their bodies in rags, and their flesh and blood flying everywhere.

When the five archaeologists saw this, their brows furrowed, and they already had a guess.

The scene here clearly corresponds to the six murals in front.

They followed the direction of the army and found a way to the fifteenth floor.

Go to the fifteenth floor.

Thousands of figurines of the common people caught your eye.

Someone hugged each other and sobbed quietly.

Someone glared at the Yuanren, as if roaring.

But many more look numb, frightened, and hopeless.

On the periphery of the figurines of the people, there is a high fence.

Outside the fence, there were a large number of soldiers.

The five archaeologists walked quickly through this floor with complicated expressions.

Arriving on the sixteenth floor, the scene changed.

On this floor, there are dense terracotta warriors as far as the eye can see.

There are thousands of terracotta warriors.

and the War Warriors.

They were enclosed outside a large tent, like an impregnable guard.

Five archaeologists discussed in a whisper.

"This should be where the marshal tent of the army is, and the terracotta warriors outside are the personal soldiers of the marshal tent."

"In that case, the sights we just saw are the same as those on the six murals."

"Yes, the people, the army, and the camp are all on the right track."

"But I still don't understand, since Xuantong has turned himself in, why are they still recreating the scene of the year in the Demon Suppression Tower?"

"Maybe this is just to make Xuan Tong afraid, or to use the last scene of Xuan Tong's life to suppress his body?"

"It's possible."

"I still don't feel right."

"Well, we don't have clear evidence for these things now, and it's just speculation to say more. This is already the sixteenth floor, and there are still the last two floors. ”

"Maybe we can find more records here, and if we find historical documents, or related murals, we can solve this puzzle."

"Yes, there is no point in discussing it now, let's see if there are any murals or documents nearby."

"Well, but the area of this Demon Suppression Tower is getting bigger and bigger the further down it goes, so let's just act separately."

"Okay."

After deliberation among the five archaeologists, they finally decided to go their separate ways.

The three of them went to the walls of the surrounding demon towers to find clues.

The two walked through the layers of terracotta warriors together and came to the tent.

It is also the only building in the Demon Suppression Tower.

The tent is huge.

It covers an area of more than 100 square meters.

The tent door opened.

Entering it is a place for the generals to discuss important matters.

Facing the tent door, a huge screen was placed, forming a partition and dividing the huge tent into an outer room and an inner room.

The screen is five meters long and two meters high.

It's not a landscape, it's not a beauty.

It's the tiger, the goshawk!

Tiger descends!

Goshawk hunting!

The two of them checked inside the tent and found no mural, which made them very disappointed.

However, before they could get out of the tent, their teammates cheered excitedly from the communicator.

"Captain, found it, found it."

"Hahaha, you guys can't believe what I found."

When Mu Yang heard this, the sadness on his face suddenly dissipated, and he couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "Okay, you Xiao Liu, you have learned to sell Guanzi." ”

The others were also itchy and urged.

"Rub, Xiao Liu, you're too much."

"It's, it's, tell me what you've found."

"You bastard, wait for me to come over and make you look good."

One word for you, one word for me.

The archaeological team members were all unhappy with Xiao Liu's sale.

But it's not happy, when they heard that Xiao Liu had made an amazing discovery, everyone showed excited looks.

As they spoke, they strode in the direction of Xiao Liu.

When everyone arrived, they were shocked.

They finally understood why Xiao Liu was excited.

This is a mural.

But not ordinary murals.

This is a mural that is more than 70 meters long!

Occupy an entire wall!

It depicts a vivid battlefield scene!

It's not so much a mural as a comic strip that has been smeared on the wall.

There are only a handful of such magnificent murals in the entire history.

When the five archaeologists saw this, they all showed excitement.

This huge fresco, even if it does not take into account its historical value, is only artistic, and it is a priceless treasure today.

Of course, at this moment, the five archaeologists are more concerned about the historical information on this mural.

When they approached, they all sighed with emotion.

"It's spectacular."

"This mural is very rare in history."

"Only the murals of the Mogao Grottoes can be compared to this mural."

"Yes, it's so long, it's so cumbersome, it's unimaginable, both in terms of workload and difficulty. The painter who created this mural back then was definitely not an ordinary person. ”

While several people were talking, they came to the beginning of the mural.

Here, six murals on the ninth floor are undertaken.

Xuantong crossed the river and came.

The Yuan army was on standby.

The opening picture attracted everyone to the past.

Xuantong, with a sword in one hand and wine in the other, stepped firmly on the riverbank.

Opposite side.

Tens of thousands of troops were on standby.

Cavalry charge!

Bow and arrow full!

This is an asymmetrical war!

On one side were tens of thousands of the top and most powerful troops of that era.

One side, just one person.

The five archaeologists looked at the mural with a complex and sad look.

They had already foreseen the outcome of Xuantong.

Although they couldn't bear to continue looking, for the sake of archaeology and excavating history, several people continued to look down.

Ten thousand arrows in the air!

It rained down like a dense raindrop.

On the bank of the river, Xuan Tong drank heavily with wine in his left hand and raised his right arm.

The sword is unsheathed!

Scarlet as blood!

In an instant, he moved.

The right arm was blurred, and the sword danced like an impenetrable shield!

Tens of thousands of long arrows fell.

All blocked by a long sword!

Xuantong, unscathed!