Zhao Hengyun knelt among the dead, his body trembling with malaria fever. Tomorrow, when Cao Jun fights with Yuan Shao's vanguard, he will be the first batch of cannon fodder to rush up and fill the trenches. He coughed up blood, and his fingertips touched the bronze fragment in his arms - it was the only relic given to the guilty minister by Emperor Xian Qin. Bite! Jiuzhou Cauldron fragments are activated and daily sign-in is enabled. ] [First day of sign-in: Obtain "Iron Eagle Swordsman" summoning order ×1. Enemy killing upgrade: Current level - very long. Unlocked unit: Qin Crossbowman Phalanx. ] The battlefield horn sounded, and Zhao Hengyun crushed the summons. Three thousand Iron Eagle swordsmen stood up from the dust, their black armor reflected the cold light, and the Qin swords in their hands sounded in unison. The cavalry on the opposite side was stunned. "Immortal... Immortal Qin Rui Shi?!" That night, he stepped on the bones of Yuan Shao's pioneer and unlocked the second level of arms. On the sixth day of signing in, he drew the design of the ancient machine beast. The gate to the planes of the heavens is shaking. Lu Bu's red rabbit horse trampled the void, Zhuge Liang's Eight Formation Diagram was wrapped with witchcraft and Gu spells, and behind Sima Yi stood the dark soldiers and ghosts... All the heroes wanted to snatch the Jiuzhou Cauldron fragment in his arms. Zhao Hengyun wiped off the blood on his sword and looked at the cracked Gate of Hegemony on the horizon: "On the thirtieth day of signing, let me see if the Immortal Qin Jinren can smash your plane."
The rotten smell clogged the nostrils.
It was as if someone had stuffed a dead rat into his throat, it was wet and sticky.
Chen Mo opened his eyes and couldn't see anything.
His face was pressed against something cold, soft but hard at the same time, and a little elastic - it was human skin.
He was lying on a corpse.
My ears are ringing and my brain feels like lead.
