[0078]Inexhaustible, resentment

The mobility of the modern army is absolutely excellent. Not long after Qin Shihuang built the capital, it has been surrounded by a water. The army and air force mobilized, and the warships far away at sea will also * aim here. Just waiting for the last order, they began to launch an all-round three-dimensional attack here!

Qin Shihuang's behavior was really too bad. He appeared on online TV again and again, and even had leisure to study the idea of governing the country with his ministers, and finally unified it... It seemed that the First Emperor of Qin had a special preference for unification and came to a good conclusion.

Qin Shihuang plugged into the USB flash drive and looked at the information that the army had surrounded here for nearly a month and a half, but they did not choose to attack - but they seemed to be a little unable to support it. The population of a city consumes amazing food!

But they don't farm in the city, so they are waiting for them to fight.

The First Emperor of Qin untied his sword and returned it to the boss's table and said to your ministers, "They are besieging but not attacking. They want to cut off our food and fodder and let us fall without fighting. What can you do? No? Well, from now on, let's listen to me. Our Qin Dynasty was able to rise because of the backwater war in Hexi, and it's the same today!"

Well, Qin Shihuang's ability to accept new things is really strong. In a short period of time, he not only realized electronic office, but also knew a lot of idioms, such as a backwater war.

They have no room to retreat now. In this battle, either you die or I die. Anyway, one will die. Qin Shihuang slapped the table hard and said to the ministers, "No matter what method we use, we must break through the encirclement and occupy a large area of grain-producing areas!"

"Yes."

Qin Shihuang took a few steps and continued to order: "Then, we need to radiate towards the desert. There is a large area of oil. With oil, we are equivalent to pinching the lifeblood and letting the other party avoid it. Well, everyone, this is your general direction. Think about the specific strategy!"

Qin Shihuang thought that he could not compete with his wolf-like subordinates, so he left this matter to them.

Meng Yi said, "Your Majesty, please rest assured that one-third of our Qin soldiers have changed their clothes and are familiar with weapons in the shortest time, but our army's method of exchanging military achievements with human heads needs to be changed. Modern weapons are powerful. If we want to grab people's heads, we can't say that we will suffer heavy losses!"

"Meng Yi, you can ask every soldier to match a camera, kill anyone, just take a portrait!"

“......”

Black clouds are crushing the city, and banners are beating drums.

The tranquility before the war is like the tranquility before the storm, which makes people feel depressed. It seems that the nutrients in the air have been drained and the whole person is floating. Qin Shihuang has appeared frequently on TV and computers these days, talking to all the people with a smile...

This eased the tense atmosphere to a certain extent. After all, Qin Shihuang said that he would never care about this place. Even if Daqin is finished, he would not let it fall. Then their group of people who defected to the enemy and rebelled will not die, at least now!

The sky in Xianyang is very quiet, and no plane has flown by.

At the beginning, a helicopter gunship wanted to observe on it, but was stared at by a golden man. A red beam of light shone on the helicopter, and the helicopter immediately aired in the sky... Oh, my God, this is simply a dead light, and it is also a dead light with unlimited distance!

So the army besieged and did not attack this newly renamed city of Xianyang, not only to cut off its food and fodder and surrender without fighting, but also a little like a rat-throbster--

The First Emperor of Qin actually had a dead light weapon, which was too appalling. On the other hand, those Qin soldiers who have not changed their clothes are wiping their crossbows. These crossbows can be launched in series, and there are some strange patterns on the bodies of those crossbows, which seem to be charms.

In addition, there are instant boxes of these crossbows, which are filled with cinnabar, chicken blood and other spiritual objects. When each crossbow arrow is shot out, it will be stained with these things... From this point of view, even Qin soldiers who are not dressed, their combat effectiveness cannot be underestimated. Meng Yi passed through a group of soldiers with a four-eyed boy.

Meng Yi said, "How do you feel?"

The four-eyed boy pushed his eyes and said, "According to the combat effectiveness described by the general, I don't think the Qin army needs to completely change their clothes at all, but should combine the charm weapons with modern weapons, and find someone to study and improve them. It's better to carry the charm directly with the bullets in the future, hey..."

Another woman in a black leather suit who followed said, "In addition, cinnabar, chicken blood and other spirits should be studied and analyzed through biochemical methods, so that we can minimize costs to the greatest extent!"

After visiting the Qin army, the four-eyed boy and this woman followed Meng Yi into their headquarters. What made people feel speechless is that Meng Yi and their generals actually got communication equipment for every soldier and invested a lot of money unnecessarily. This is not necessary at all...

And why is every soldier equipped with a camera?

Hidden from the United States, Yihe looked through a series of latest intelligence, and his mercenary regiment successfully penetrated into the Qin army. Qin Jun has a good impression on these real iron blood warriors and still cultivated iron blood warriors. Although they don't understand the language for the time being, it does not prevent them from discussing how to kill each other.

So, Yi He got a dozen information about Qin Shihuang and Qin Shihuang's army. He rubbed his forehead with some headache. Is this Qin Shihuang doing hair?

Short hair, handsome Yang Jian and Kong Xuan got off the train one after another, dressed in brown sunglasses and denim jackets, which triggered a frenzy of onlookers. Yang Jian looked up and muttered in a low voice, "Is this the modern national capital? It's so big, so luxurious, so tall!"

Kong Xuan rolled his eyes and said, "I told you how convenient it is to fly over?"

"NO, we need to experience the life of mortals, OK?"

"Okay, K!"

Yang Jian said, "It's not K, but OK!"

The two left the station all the way, took the subway with the current, and directly got on Line 2. When they saw others getting off the bus, they also got off the bus. When they saw others getting on the bus, they also got on the bus and followed others all the way. Even they didn't know where they had gone. In short, modern society still shocked them a lot.

Just as soon as they left the subway station, stared and looked at the surrounding buildings at a loss, a cold-looking middle-aged man was far away across the road. Just as several buses met, the man was magical. Yang Jian and Kong Xuan's approach.

The man said, "I didn't expect to see acquaintances here. Yang Jian, Kong Xuan, why did you come here?

Kong Xuan pointed to Yang Jian innocently and said, "He said he wanted to come to the capital to see it!"

Yang Jian spread his hands speechlessly.

A big black dog got out of nowhere and circled around the three people. Just as the three of them were greeting, an old woman suddenly killed them. "You dog is early. What if you bite someone? Did you bring the dog license? Can such a big dog be a pet? Go back to raise a small Beijing bus, a lady or something..."

The three people looked at me. I didn't understand what the old woman was talking about for a long time, so they simply filtered out the old woman directly.

These old acquaintances in the demon world immediately decided to find a restaurant to have a good meal, but they were tired of eating roast duck and so on. When they saw a novelty like KFC, the three of them ran in and asked for a full table and slowly moved their teeth. Not to mention, it tasted really good.

"Bai Qi, why didn't you go to the First Emperor?"

"The time has not come."

On the streets of London, a man with hair and blood-red eyes, wearing a black tight leather suit and a few metal chains on his clothes swaggered through the market. This person is Cain. He sighed a lot, closed his eyes and enjoyed the air around him, and walked all the way into a church.

Cain muttered to himself: "Apollo, the sun god, who remembers who you are after the dusk of the gods? Now you are the father of light, the great Lord, and any other believer remember that in fact, all this should belong to Prometheus. He did something wrong and will be punished, but what about you?"

A few tears suddenly gushed from the corners of Cain's eyes, and his voice became soft, with infinite sadness and vicissitudes... "You killed Athena with your own hands and stole everything that should belong to Prometheus. Can you really sell everything in order to survive?"

At dusk, the gods died because of Apollo.

Apollo, the sun god, was supposed to be a glorious existence, but no one knew that he was so dark. Yes, Prometheus was wrong. He deprived people of the right to think and spread stealing as a virtue, but what did Apollo do? He inherited too many things that didn't belong to him.

Getting closer and closer to the church, Cain walked in. Although a weak force had always wanted to exclude him, the force failed. The failure was completely. Layers of blood flashed faintly on Cain's body, but Cain still closed his eyes...

"Apollo, the sun god, don't you feel guilty? Yes, you don't know what guilt is anymore. You got so much glory, you sold the whole Olympus, you killed Athena... But why, you don't have such a little bit of guilt!"

"Which god in the world has a cool nature like you? Even if he is ruthless and righteous, he doesn't know what feelings are for a long time, I'm afraid it won't be like this, right?

"Apollo, the sun god, although it has been so many years, I still have to fight against you. What can you do? You rely on the power of faith to exist, but if you don't have believers, the sun god Apollo will also disappear. I did this just for Athena!"

"You sealed my cultivation and exiled me, but you must not have thought that I could get out of trouble this time, hahahaha... Apollo, the sun god, just wait for my judgment!"

A blood-red totem pole rushed out from the top of Cain's head, and a twisted blood dragon roared up to the sky, and a strong majesty spread around. The whole church seemed to have been stuffed with tens of thousands of tons of explosives, and suddenly exploded into lime...

Black chains suddenly appeared out of thin air, locking Cain's totem pole and suppressing it down. Cain looked up to the sky and roared: "I'm not reconciled, I'm not willing..."

The shackles that sealed his strength have been loosened, but unfortunately he is unable to lift it. Similarly, Cain does not expect to meet a powerful person to help himself now - there is no way in the abyss of hell. How can there be a way to solve it in the world?

On the high throne of the Vatican, the god king in a purple and gold crown and a white robe looked down on all sentient beings. His expressionless face suddenly choked fiercely and shouted with a voice that only he could hear: "Cain, why don't you let me go? Why?"

Can't we smooth out hatred in two thousand years? It's right that you stole the faith of Prometheus, but why don't you give up Cain? Isn't it just Athena? Apollo has tried to give Cain more beautiful and gentle angels, but why didn't you agree?

However, he also specially set up a black church to deal with his own believers. For Cain, Apollo's teeth are itching!

Rows of angels, believers stand around, serving the king, their Lord.

The Pope presented all the information he could collect, which was processed by these angels, filtered, and then handed over to Apollo. The names on the news recently received made Apollo's eyes twitch fiercely. Both Qin Shihuang and Bai Qikong Xuan gave him a sense of fear.

Especially Yang Jian and Kong Xuan, if the strength of these two people is not sealed, one finger can pinch him to death. Now that the power is sealed, compared with Cain, there is a way to break through the seal in an instant and exert his previous three layers of strength! Three floors is enough!

Yang Jian is a generation of immortals. What is the concept of the three-level strength of a immortal? Kong Xuan is a mysterious immortal cultivation. The five-color divine light can even be brushed by saints, so how powerful will the three layers of power be now?

Apollo, Cain's three-layer power, had just felt it - the three-layer power, and the totem pole instantly broke through the shackles of the seal. The power that exploded at that moment was enough to make him vomit blood for three days and seriously injured. The appearance of these people this time is so coincidental, just like it was premeditated.

On Wutai Mountain, the Taoist monk held the wine pot and drank every bite, with a sad cloud. An old monk meditated on the futon next to him. After a long time, he said, "Amitabha, why? In the world, don't get in the way of the world, do whatever you want..."

Monk Daoji sprayed wine on the old monk's face and said, "You know nothing. This time it will be over, and our Great Leiyin Temple will be finished. Without Buddha, you will still repair a fart Buddha!"

The old monk had a good temper and had no intention of being angry at all. He said, "Everyone in the world is a Buddha. I have a Buddha in my heart. Where is not a pure land? For example, I'm sitting here now, and I'm in the pure land. How about the Great Leiyin Temple and the Buddha? Everything needs to be put down. If you don't put it down, how can you become a Buddha? Amitabha!"

Monk Daoji opened his mouth and finally said, "I have a windy moon on your face!"

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha!"

In fact, isn't it just a butcher's knife? The butcher knife is a matter of the world. Put it down and you can become a Buddha. But many people really can't let it go, such as the monk Ji! And who can really let go of the people who reincarn in the rolling red dust?

The originally clear sky suddenly covered a black cloud, and a black dragon swam in the clouds, and a flash of lightning sprayed directly towards the monk Daoji... "Hahaha, do you remember the black loach in Bibo Lake? Monk Daoji, I'm here today to settle our grievances with you!"

A huge dragon head stretched down and swallowed it at the Taoist monk.

Monk Daoji raised his feet, and his tattered shoes soared to the sky with a foot breath. It changed like a villa in the void. He pulled fiercely at the face of the black dragon. Before the short soldiers were connected, the black dragon rolled his eyes by the foot on the shoes. Monk followed him to drink a sip of wine and sprayed at the sky. Go!

"It's over!"

The black clouds spread like a tide, and a black dragon with white eyes seemed to be a little girl who had been stripped of her clothes. Poorly fell down and collapsed a large wall and several houses. The old monk next to the Taoist monk was invisible and still meditated steadily.

It's not just to say that this old monk's meditation kungfu is really real. The Taoist monk's foot spirit is ineffective to him. Language attack, alcohol attack, alcohol attack, and your face are all invalid. This is a Taoist monk.

"Rumble..."

Hundreds of bald disciples dared to come over from all sides. They were shocked and afraid of their masters. When they came here, they all became stunned.

A head is the size of a truck, and a black dragon as long as five train carriages rolled its eyes and fell into a coma on the ground. Monk Daoji sat on the dragon head, fastening his feet, and said proudly, "Look for me for revenge? I can't even stand the feet of the poor monk. Is it revenge?"

The monk Daoji rolled his eyes, grabbed the thick dragon beard and rubbed it on his back. It felt very comfortable. However, the originally black and beautiful dragon's beard suddenly became gray, as if it had been poisoned, and became depressed and soft.