Playing It Safe as a Martial Saint in a World of Undead and Demons

As the title says, The mountain has huge roots and surging energy—— What, do you want to hear the story of Saint Nurhachi, the great liberator again? There's really nothing I can do about you, just sit tight. That was a romantic moment unprecedented in human history! Thousands and hundreds of millions of people, with yellow, black, red and white faces, eagles, stars and moons, lions, birds, iris and other countless heraldry embroidered on red, orange, green, blue and purple flags, flying in the yellow sand of Africa, the frozen soil of Siberia, the plains of Europe, and the countless coasts and rainforests of America. An Inca warrior clenched the obsidian spear in his hand and helped up his closest comrade-a Spanish mercenary. And beside them, there were Japanese samurai, French knights, English longbowmen, Polish hussars and Arab engineering teams. The ones in the front were breaking up the formation, the Indians and the Australian indigenous pioneers; the ones on the left were the Ethiopian Zuga cavalry and the Mongolian cavalry; the ones on the right coast were supporting the joint fleet composed of Maori, Indonesians and Madagascars; the ones coming from the rear were the Iron Man Necromancer rebels of King Chuang and King Daxi. There are countless soldiers, shouting chivalrous virtues or bushido, carrying Bibles or Korans, charging forward in the name of Shiva or Buddha, charging towards the Star Destroyers and power armors of the Ming army armed to the teeth. That's it, they are almost like a mantis acting like a chariot, almost like a floating tree shaking a tree, but they still fight for the motherland, ancestors or gods, using their primitive cold weapons and backward firearms to fight against the interstellar Ming army. When such a scene appears in a corner of the north or a place in the south, the princes of Zhu Ming can still laugh at how stupid these guys are and enjoy everything that the global colonial system brings. But this kind of scene appeared in every colony of the Ming Dynasty, from south to north, from east to west. Then the shackles across every continent and ocean will be loosened, the wine glass filled with the blood of the oppressed will dry up, and even the high dome of the Ming Emperor will be shaken by the roar of all the resisters in the world! ! ! Dare to compete with the Ming bandits and not give in to the Yue bandits! 😏😏😏

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