I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Everyone held the wine in their hands in mid-air for a long time without putting it down.

Everyone's face had the same expression, an expression of incredible surprise, as if they had heard something out of the blue.

Especially Xiang Yu, after hearing Xiang Yan's name.

From the initial surprise, it gradually turned into anger, and he even picked up the Overlord Spear beside him again.

"Golden Cicada, what do you mean?"

Xiang Yu narrowed his eyes and did not conceal his anger.

Xiang Yu had deep respect for his grandfather Xiang Yan, a famous general of the Chu State who was once listed as one of the four famous generals in the Central Plains.

But today, Jin Chan made fun of someone who had been dead for many years.

How could Xiang Yu, who was already arrogant, tolerate this?

"Put your gun down, you are no match for me."

"As for what I mean, you will know tomorrow."

Jin Chan raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl, then stood up and left.

Even Fifteen didn't dare to say a word, for fear of getting into trouble and being beaten.

Dark night, cold winter.

There was only the sound of the campfire being blown by the wind.

Everyone sat there awkwardly, looking at each other, drinking silently, and no one spoke.

"Just now, did I say something wrong? I made the boss angry."

After a long time.

Zi'an was the first to break the depressing atmosphere.

"It's not your fault. We have become a little arrogant."

Meng Tian spoke.

Among the people present, only a few understood why Jin Chan was like this today, and Meng Tian was one of them.

It is not convenient to talk about Li Mu's identity. Wang Jian has just stepped into the threshold of breaking through the million-strong army. Secondly, he did not participate in the conquest of the Western Regions and Northern Di, so he does not want to say more.

And Li Xin, after his defeat in the battle against Northern Di.

Although I exercised day and night, I never slacked off.

But people became less talkative.

Therefore, only Meng Tian was the most suitable person to express Jin Chan's thoughts.

"May I ask you all, since the unification of the Central Plains, if it weren't for Brother Jin's intervention, have we ever killed an immortal?"

These words suddenly hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

Yes!

Be it the three immortals of the Maurya Dynasty, the fire god "Rong" on Mount Tai, or the Loulan Heavenly Palace of the Northern Di, it seems that they have nothing to do with these people.

And just now.

Zi'an, under the influence of alcohol, actually discussed with Xiang Yu about going to Jiulong Island to capture a dragon and use it as a mount.

Even in his words, it seemed that he was already impatient for the Jiufang Heavenly Palace to come to the world.

It’s no wonder that Jin Chan behaved like this, considering his enemy so much.

"How about I go and admit my mistake to the boss?"

Zi'an looked around and quietly sought opinions.

"No, in my opinion, what General Jin said just now is true. Tomorrow may be a tough battle. You should rest early and get enough energy."

Li Mu stood up, patted his clothes, left and walked towards his tent.

"Mr. Li Mu is right. Brother Jin intends to teach us a lesson. Instead of admitting your mistakes, why not prove it with your own hands? Everyone, I'll go first."

Meng Tian clasped his fists and followed Li Mu's footsteps, becoming the second person to leave here.

"I'm going to train!"

Li Xin is a man of few words, he leaves right after he finishes speaking.

If there is one, two, three, there will be a fourth and a fifth.
There was less than a bowl of wine in the time.

The bonfire went from being bustling to being deserted.

In the cold winter months under the Qinling Mountains, the temperature is so low that ice forms at night.

But outside the camp.

I saw a group of men who seemed not afraid of the severe cold.

They were all shirtless, waving swords, spears and halberds and shouting loudly.

Until halfway through the Yin hour.

The cockcrowed.

These people broke the ice on the river surface and washed off the sweat.

They returned to their respective tents to rest.

Another two hours passed.

Before the Jinchan people arrived, the military order was delivered to the camp.

Sunset.

Xiang Yu, Li Cunxiao, Meng Tian, ​​Li Xin and others followed the location on the military order and arrived at a Qinling mountain several hundred miles away.

And Jin Chan had been waiting for a long time.

"Need a rest?"

Jin Chan sat on the chair, drinking hot tea with his head down, without even looking forward.

"No need to play tricks on me. Let me see what you really want to do."

Xiang Yu didn't take Jin Chan's words yesterday seriously at all, he just thought he was just being mysterious.

After all, those famous generals of past dynasties and Grandpa Xiang Yan have been dead for many years.

Could it be that Jin Chan really has the ability to resurrect the dead?
"what about you?"

After taking a sip, he put the teacup down.

Jin Chan crossed his hands, leaned back in the chair, raised his neck slightly, and continued to ask.

"Boss Jin, let's get started!"

Zi'an couldn't wait to show off his behavior last night.

"Well!"

Point your finger up to the sky, then down.

I saw a huge ball of thunder condensing in the air in an instant.

Just like a sun.

The originally dark mountains were illuminated brightly.

"White up!"

"Bai, General Bai?"

"father?"

Meng Wu, Wang Jian, Bai Ma Cuo, Meng Tian and other Qin generals stared at the sky, unable to utter a word for a long time.

They were all stunned by this sudden scene.

"Grandpa, you... you are not dead?"

The same was true for Xiang Yu. The shock on his face was no less than that of the previous few people.

I saw it a hundred meters above everyone's heads.

One Qin terracotta warrior after another stands suspended in the air.

They were holding the weapons they used in their lifetime, their faces were grim and their eyes were closed.

No anger, no sadness.

Nor did I see the joy of my relatives.

The commotion below did not disturb them at all.

But if you look closely.

You can find that their faces are covered with several tiny cracks, and they seem to be covered with a layer of loess.

Even after more than ten years, his appearance is still the same as the day he died, without any sign of aging or decay.

Thunder crackled.

Reflected in the armor, gray clothes, and military spirit.

In addition to the usual domineering aura he had when he was alive, there was also a bit of coldness and weirdness.

"Jin Chan, what is going on? My grandpa, isn't he dead?"

Xiang Yu's fingertips were trembling.

He didn't understand, because he saw with his own eyes that Bai Qi killed his grandfather.

But how come he is alive again now?
"Dead! General Bai, Lian Po, Xiang Yan and the others are all dead. There are no living people here. They are all my undead army, the Qin Terracotta Warriors!"

Jin Chan spoke softly without a trace of emotion.

"The Undead Army? Qin Terracotta Warriors?"

When everyone heard this, their thoughts became hazy.

I have heard before that His Majesty wants to make tens of thousands of Qin terracotta warriors, which will be buried with him in the imperial mausoleum a hundred years later, to protect the future of the Qin Dynasty even after his death.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

"You are blaspheming the dead, disturbing the dead, Jin Chan and Qin Huang, you all deserve to die!"

Xiang Yu was furious.

He couldn't accept that his grandfather's body was dug up and his grave was dug up after his death, and he was turned into something that was neither human nor ghost.

"Oh, blaspheming the dead and disturbing the dead?"

There was a snap.

Jin Chan crushed the teacup in his hand, then stood up and stood under the Qin Terracotta Warriors and in front of Xiang Yu and others.

His eyes were as sharp as blades, filled with murderous intent.

"As long as the Great Qin can raise an army to attack the heavens, defeat the Nine-sided Heavenly Palace, kill the immortals with swords, and restore eternal peace to the Central Plains, let alone the dead, even if it is me who is pierced by thousands of arrows, cursed for a thousand years, and imprisoned in a place, what does it matter!"

this moment.

Jin Chan called himself "Zhen" and no longer tried to hide his identity.

Everyone was surprised at first, then shocked, then terrified and angry, but no one dared to question.

After a long time.

All the events of the past came to mind.

Although they were still not sure whether Jin Chan was going to depose the emperor and become the emperor, or whether Jin Chan and His Majesty were actually the same person.

But still no one dared to be the first to speak. "Then let's get started. If any of you die later, I will also make them into Qin terracotta warriors to deal with Jiufang Tiangong."

Say it.

Jin Chan stretched out his hand and shouted softly, "Kill!"

In the sky, the Qin Terracotta Warriors received the order.

His mud eyes opened, revealing a strong murderous intent.

Bai Qi, Lian Po, Xiang Yan, Dou Yujiang, Du Hui, Bao Manzi, Tu'an Yi, Yang Yaoji, Nangong Changwan, Lang Se, and Timing.

Eleven Qin warriors fell from the sky.

Raised a lot of dust.

"One million and one hundred thousand soldiers, Spring and Autumn, cut off, Central Plains!"

Bai Qi was seen bending his legs and taking a horse stance.

moment.

The Qinling Mountains shook, beasts roared, and birds flew away.

Bai Qi swung the long sword down from above his head and took the lead in attacking his own son Bai Ma Cuo, Wang Jian, Meng Wu, and Meng Tian.

Followed by.

"Ten thousand, armor-breaking!"

"One hundred thousand, crack the stone!"

"Five hundred thousand, collapse everything!"

"Six hundred thousand, shatter mountains and rivers!"

"Seven hundred thousand to suppress the Five Mountains!"

"Eight hundred thousand to pacify the world!"

"Nine hundred thousand, massacre of the nation!"

"One million, natural disaster!"

"The combined military spirit can break through a million soldiers. With one shot, the Central Plains can be conquered."

It was the same as that day at Hangu Pass.

Lian Po stacked up his troops' morale one by one.

After breaking through the upper limit of one million soldiers' morale, he stabbed towards Li Cunxiao.

"At the critical juncture of one million soldiers, Chu will dominate the world."

Xiang Yan did not dare to fall behind and swung his long sword directly towards Xiang Yu's head.

And there was not a trace of warmth or affection in those cold eyes.

As for the famous generals from other countries throughout the ages.

Although the military morale did not exceed one million, it has reached the threshold, close to one million.

"Dad, please stop first. I have something to tell you."

Tonight is different from the past.

Besides, more than 20 years have passed.

Bai Ma Cuo, Wang Jian, Meng Wu and Meng Tian, ​​the four of them together are enough to resist the current Bai Qi.

In the Central Plains, filial piety has been the top priority since ancient times.

Bai Qi was once the military god of the Qin Dynasty, and most of the older generation of generals had received his instruction.

So the four of them worked together to defend themselves without fighting back.

But a pity.

At this moment, Bai Qi was filled with pure fighting spirit.

Even when facing his own son, he showed no mercy.

The long sword "Spring and Autumn", every move hits the vital point.

the other side.

Facing Xiang Yan.

The arrogant Overlord Xiang Yu was like a wilted eggplant.

He didn't even dare to thrust out the spear in his hand, he was shrinking in fear.

Compared with his usual arrogant and domineering demeanor, he seemed like a completely different person.

However, the other side presents a completely different picture.

Facing Lian Po, Li Cunxiao became more and more courageous as the battle went on.

Show mercy?

This is absolutely impossible.

Not to mention Lian Po, who had long wanted to fight, even if Li Cunxiao's own father and grandfather came together, he would never show mercy.

Only half a column of incense time.

Lian Po was cut in two by the Broken Phoenix Halberd from the top of his head.

"Hey, Jinchan, this thing isn't that great! It's not interesting at all."

Carrying the Broken Phoenix Halberd on his shoulder, Li Cunxiao turned around and shouted to Jin Chan who was watching on the side.

However, Jin Chan did not reply. Instead, he sat on the chair and smiled gently.

Qin Terracotta Warriors, the Immortal Army.

What is immortality? As the name suggests, how can a dead person die again?

As a cold night wind blew.

Lian Po, who was shattered to the ground, began to shake slightly.

The debris and dust from all around rushed towards the fracture.

One breath.

He recovered as before, holding his spear, and rushed towards Li Cunxiao again.

"Damn it, why is there another unkillable ghost thing?"

Li Cunxiao felt a headache when facing Lian Po who had "come back to life".

It was just like when I faced the golden cicada that day.

A feeling of powerlessness swept over my body.

As for Li Xin, Zi'an, Mu Xuanzi, Wang Ben, Shiwu, Meng Yi and others.

They fought with the famous generals of all dynasties who were recorded in history books.

If it weren't for Li Mu's support, it would have been difficult to be on par with him.

Half an hour later.

Bai Macuo's anger was growing stronger and stronger, but this anger was not directed at his father who swung the knife at him.

But it was Jin Chan who was sitting on the chair and watching the battle from beginning to end.

It is against ethical principles for father and son to kill each other.

As for Xiang Yu.

A bully is always a bully.

After choosing to take the initiative to take a knife from Xiang Yan.

Finally he made up his mind and shot the other man in the chest.

"It seems that we need to increase our efforts."

The golden cicada murmured.

Then he made a Taoist gesture with his hands, causing the huge thunder ball in the air to shoot out eleven thunderbolts.

These eleven bolts of lightning directly penetrated the heads of Bai Qi and his companions.

Just like a puppet, connect it to the thunder ball.

Followed by.

I saw that Bai Qi and his men were covered with lightning.

Combat power soared.

"Everyone, if you don't want to die, then attack with all your strength!"

The situation on the battlefield suddenly reversed.

After a few rounds, Zi'an, Wang Ben and Meng Yi were all injured.

Although it was not a fatal injury, it was just a cut on the arm and back.

But it can also be seen that these Qin warriors would really kill them.

"Everyone, don't act blindly. From now on, Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao will be responsible for resisting Bai Qi, Lian Po, and Xiang Yan."

"The rest of you, follow me and Meng Tian and we will attack together."

"After crushing them, Shi Meiyu will trap them, leaving a gap, and then climb up the building to launch an attack from the sky."

He is indeed a great general of Zhao State.

While Li Mu was fighting with Yang Yaoji, Lang She and Timing, he analyzed the battle situation and issued the most perfect cooperation plan to the scattered people.

that's it.

Although the eleven Qin terracotta warriors are immortal and have thunder at their disposal, their combat power has been greatly enhanced, making them extremely difficult to deal with.

But as time goes by.

Under Li Mu's battle plan, everyone still found a gap.

Bring them together.

Then attack at the same time and smash it to pieces.

"Jingdun, Shi Meiyu, Thirteen Taibao, Huo Rong!"

"Endless, millions of soldiers, and a group of buildings!"

Just like the battle against the Golden Cicada in Peach Blossom Spring that day.

Hundreds of stones formed a semi-circular shield, covering the debris of Bai Qi and others, and then set fire to them.

There is only a gap left at the very top.

And from the tower in the sky, arrows and countless weapons were shot down from the sky.

Following the gap in Shi Meiyu, they poured in without stopping.

"Not bad, not bad. You have indeed become much stronger over the years."

Jin Chan stood up, clapped his hands and said with a smile.

"However, what if I give these Qin terracotta warriors to help the country?" (End of this chapter)