dawn of dynasty

Chapter 1 Rain Alley, Modao Warrior
Qingming Festival, soul-breaking rain.

The rain soaked Hongdong County, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, in hazy mist.

Shen Guanye held an oil-paper umbrella in one hand and carried several things in the other: a drawer of food for smoking, several packages of herbs wrapped in brown paper, and a bunch of books.

Walking quickly in the rain.

"Brother Ye, are you back after taking medicine?"

If you meet an acquaintance from the neighborhood, stop and say hello.

"Yes, Aunt Zhou, are you delivering food to Uncle Zhou?"

Shen Guanye had a warm smile on his face and his eyes fell on the food box in the woman's hand.

The square food box was covered with green cloth to prevent the cold and damp moisture from taking away the heat.

"Yeah, I won't talk to you any more, go back quickly."

The dark yellow oil-paper umbrellas came together briefly in the azure rain alley, and soon they parted again.

Shen Guanye put the things in his hands inside to prevent them from getting wet by the rain, and walked quickly towards home.

Suddenly there was the sound of armor scraping in the long street behind him, as if soldiers were marching in formation.

"Hongdong Camp is back to kill demons again!"

"Be good! What kind of monster is this? It looks scary."

"This is not a monster."

"Why isn't it a monster?"

On the side are ordinary people watching the excitement.

Shen Guanye stopped, turned back to the street, put away his umbrella, hid under the eaves, and looked not far away.

In the store, the shop owner, who seemed relaxed due to the rain, also stretched his neck, stuck his head out, and looked outside.

In the rain, a group of soldiers were lining up.

At the front were two tall spearmen.

The face of a Westerner is as handsome as a classical sculpture. The platinum-gold Western-style full-body armor exudes a faint shimmer. The spear head has golden runes looming.

In the rain curtain, there is a holy light.

Behind the two spearmen were ten Mo Dao soldiers.

These ten Mo Dao soldiers have typical faces of Tianxia people. They are also tall and heroic, wearing dark red armor made from the Tang Dynasty. They hold long Mo Dao in their hands. The light of the sword is like cold snow, shining brightly in the rain, dazzling the eyes.

The bright red blood mixed with the rain flowed down from the sword, winding into a network on the ground.

Apparently, they had just gone through a brutal battlefield fight.

The smell of blood mixed with murderous intent swept along the street. For a moment, Shen Guanye felt as if he was on a battlefield, with a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood coming towards him.

On the side, the people who gave way seemed to have their throats slit with murderous intent, and there was no sound at all.

Shen Guanye looked at the soldiers who passed by in formation without squinting and silently, and slowly exhaled the turbid air accumulated in his lungs due to holding his breath for too long.

He is a time traveler, and he is currently in a paradoxical era of war.

The similarity is that this is also an era of invasion by foreign powers, the destruction of previous dynasties, warlords fighting, and people's livelihood. It is the most humiliating and dangerous time for the land of China.

War raged, and corpses lay everywhere.

The difference is that this is a world with extraordinary power.The greatest display of extraordinary power was the twelve soldiers who just walked past.

These soldiers have another special name for him: arms.

That's right!

The soldiers in this world are very similar to the units in the Heroes of Might and Magic series - they all have nests and can be recruited, and even the division of forces is similar.

The two pikemen who led the team just now are very similar to the pikemen, the first-level unit of the Templar force.According to the name in this world, it is called "Sacred Talisman Lancer". Like the spearmen in the game, it is a level 1 unit and belongs to the temple system.

But the similarity is just a little bit, and there are actually big differences.

For example, the names are different and the skills are different.

However, the biggest difference is that this world has many new series.

The ten soldiers following the Holy Talisman Lancers who looked very similar to the Tang Dynasty Mo Dao Soldiers were one of them. This type was called "Mo Dao Soldiers" and was the first level of the Celestial Dynasty.

The Tianchao series is Tianxia's unique series, and its name comes from "Chinese Shangguo".

In addition to the Tianchao series, Tianxia also has two series: the Shanhai series and the Fengdu series.

In addition, there are the Shinto system of the Fuso Kingdom, the Pharaoh system of the Nile Kingdom, the Winter System of the Bai Maple Kingdom, and so on.

In short, in this world, the nest is the source of power. Whoever controls the nest also controls the power.In turn, the existence of soldiers has greatly increased the intensity of war in this world.

It is not an exaggeration to say that a war between great powers will destroy the world.

"It scares me to death. Every time I see these soldiers, my heart beats wildly."

"Isn't it? But with the blessing of Bodhisattva and thanks to these soldiers, we won't be eaten by monsters. What kind of monsters were killed this time? It's really scary to look at."

Shen Guanye could clearly feel that the person next to him was breathing again.

Following the whispers of the people around him, Shen Guanye moved his gaze to the flatbed truck behind the Modao warrior. Lying on it was a hideous and terrifying corpse, like a giant centipede that had been disemboweled.

This is the Centipede Spirit, one of the 4th-level soldiers of the Mountain and Sea Department. It is good at using poison. There are only a few of them, so the villagers cannot recognize it.

It was also the first time Shen Guanye met them - the reason why he recognized them was because their family was considered a farming and educational family in Hongdong County, and they had some roots.

The cart was pushed by two heavily armed soldiers, wearing raincoats, each holding a pole and pushing the cart while cursing.

Behind the two men there were several soldiers, who were lined up in a loose formation, complaining about the bad weather. They looked like military ruffians, not like the elite soldiers who were prohibited by the orders of the soldiers in front.

Obviously, these are all living people.

But don't underestimate these people, thinking that the Modao warriors and the Holy Talisman Lancers are just like chopping melons and vegetables against these people.

In fact, the first-level soldiers cannot defeat these ordinary soldiers. Often three or five soldiers can deal with one Mo Dao warrior or Holy Talisman Lancer. When there are more people, they can even exchange one for one. ——Because the soldiers have guns in their hands.

Bullets are still very useful when dealing with low-level troops.

These soldiers and soldiers all come from the Hongdong Camp stationed in the county. They have to go to the front line during wars and are responsible for guarding Hongdong County on weekdays.

The footsteps were far away, and Shen Guanye withdrew his gaze and prepared to leave.

"Master Shen has gone home? Why don't you come and sit in the store?"

The store owner was polite.

"No, my family is still waiting."

Opened the umbrella and walked into the rain.

Walking along the street, turning the corner, and walking through the rain alley, I saw a few red apricot branches crossing the wall. I felt pity for them in the rain.

Crossing the small ditch and stepping onto the stone bridge, the water strider hiding from the rain under the bridge was startled by the sound of footsteps, and jumped out of the bottom of the bridge like a bullet, only to be driven back to the bottom of the bridge by the ripples of the rain.

"Brother Ye! You are back. Go back and take a look. Those debt collectors are here again."

A few aunties chatting in the neighboring street saw Shen Guanye crossing the bridge with sharp eyes.

Shen Guanye's face changed slightly.

"Got it, Aunt Li."

The oil-paper umbrella "drifted" in the rain suddenly became much faster.

(End of this chapter)