On the high platform, the First Emperor Ying Zheng was dressed in a black imperial robe with dragon patterns, and his figure was as tall as a pine tree. His long and narrow eyes glanced coldly in all directions, and his whole body was filled with the majestic majesty of an eternal emperor.
The wind was howling, thousands of tanks were heavily armored in the audience, warships were in a row above the sea, and the torrent of steel was ready to go. Ying Zheng looked down thousands of miles, and his voice was like a bell, resounding with majesty throughout the world, and he commanded in a deep voice: "All officers and soldiers, listen to the order! Prepare the entire army immediately, cross the sea, march westward, and march towards the European continent!"
