When the "Future Man and God" Party showed its power on the Wangyuan City Tower, the soldiers of Dong Zhuojun in the distance understood why they were just a so-called mistress who acted as the background, and could not even reveal the scenes of war.

Before, they saw the two men who ran to the city to call out and muttered something, and they were all confused - the guy in strange black clothes even got off the horse?

But in a blink of an eye, they widened their eyes as if they saw a ghost in broad daylight: the man in black actually disappeared from the ground and appeared directly on the city wall!

Although the distance was very far, the city wall that was more than ten meters high was less than ten centimeters in the eyes of Dong Zhuojun soldiers 500 meters away, no one thought it was a height that could jump up with a slight jump. They were more inclined to be dazzled by themselves - after all, the distance was so far, perhaps because their eyes fell down more than ten centimeters, that was why they mistakenly thought that the man in black standing on the ground suddenly appeared on the city wall.

This is called "visual dislocation".

Yes, it must be like this, it won’t work if it’s not like this.

However, the unexpected situation that followed shattered their self-deception: Before the soldiers of Dong Zhuo's army could react, they saw the rebels suddenly stir up on the city wall in the distance. Their originally neat formation suddenly swung slightly back and forth on the top of the city like a snake that had not yet died and had muscles twitching.

Then, a dozen people held their weapons and rushed towards the man in black standing on the fence of the city wall, which made them sweat for the man in black. Not to mention that one person cut him off, even if one person blew a breath, as long as he blew him off the city wall, even if he didn't fall, his brain would at least break his bones.

Not only Dong Zhuojun thought so, but Han Sui, who took the lead in rushing up to attack the black-clothed demon, also thought so. When his sword tip was about to touch the black-clothed demon, he shouted in his heart, "It's done!"

Even if this demon has inseparable spells, so what? As long as he can push him down from the city wall, the fear of the incredible thing that weighs on his soldiers will be pushed down at the same time - this is the most critical point.

"Ha-la--"

A flash of lightning flashed, and Han Sui maintained a "sting" movement, and his muscles twitched violently and slowly fell to the ground. His pupils staring at the black-clothed demon man, reflected a bright halo at the edge of his body, but the surface of his body was covered by the black-clothed demon man who seemed to be able to absorb everything.

"Oh, Shuai! This is unscientific!"

Everyone's hearts were like Monk's famous oil painting "Scream", covering his cheeks with his hands and screaming loudly.

The soldiers of Dong Zhuo's army in the distance looked at the flashes in front of the men in black on the city wall, confirming that this was not because they were dazzled. In the summer in Xiliang, if the weather is hot, the scenery in the distance will indeed sway back and forth. Especially in the Gobi Desert, there may be mirages. But because of this, the Xiliang soldiers who have long been familiar with this natural phenomenon are more likely to tell whether their eyes are wrong at this moment.

The rebel generals who watched the "special seat" at the closest distance had to believe their eyes: the man in black who suddenly appeared on the top of the city really stood there like a god of high above. No matter it was a sword or a spear, he could not shake his body. Then the god in black would use lightning that only appeared on thunderstorm to punish all those who dared to offend the power of the gods.

If you have heard of the story of "The Legend of the Gods", the legendary "Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder God Puhua Tianzun" may immediately appear in your mind - the Taishi Wen Zhong, who is under the seat and the male and female whip in his hand. But unfortunately, there seems to be no such systematic story and genealogy during the Three Kingdoms period. If the Party Patriotic Republic wants to pretend to be the Legend of the Gods, he can only "create" the "The Legend of the Gods" first.

After Han Sui, who was leading the way and some generals and personal soldiers who had seen Han Sui's street but could no longer stop the gate were repeatedly knocked down by the party's patriotic security protection system, the remaining rebel soldiers became unable to move forward even though the swords and guns in their hands had pointed at him.

Ma Teng, who was a little far away, escaped because he didn't have time to rush to the front. At this time, he stood in front of the Party Patriotic in his hand with a long sword in his hand and could not move back and forth. His forehead soon became sweating profusely.

"The God of Heaven is mighty! The God of Heaven is mighty!"

At this moment, although he was a little mentally prepared, Dong Zhuo was also surprised to see the scene of the party god showing his power. When he saw the rebels in Yuancheng, he suddenly stopped the commotion. He was stunned. He quickly seized this critical opportunity and shouted.

Then the generals and soldiers around him shouted, and the move quickly spread from the center to the two wings. Finally, the voices of the entire army gathered together, forming a huge sound wave, and even the surrounding air seemed to have vibrations visible to the naked eye.

Originally, Dong Zhuo only planned to use his voice from a distance to help the Party Principal further shock the rebels and let them surrender as soon as possible. But he did not expect that his voice would be too effective. Now the soldiers under his command were shouting more and more vigorously, and they all looked excited and their faces were flushed. They couldn't help but walk towards Wangyuan City while shouting slogans.

"The God of Heaven is mighty!"

"tread!"

"The God of Heaven is mighty!"

"tread!"

"The God of Heaven is mighty!"

"tread!"

...

No one organized the officers and soldiers who chanted "the mighty gods" with all their strength, but naturally gradually changed from their original scattered steps to the way they stomped forward with every slogan shouting.

Nearly 20,000 people roared neatly and madly, and the heavy and loud steps between the roars echoed strongly between heaven and earth, shattering the thin clouds in the sky.

The sound hit the hearts of the rebel soldiers, making them feel that their livers and gallbladders were about to be broken. The violent waves kept hitting their nerves, and each wave of roar made them feel that their eardrums and temples were leaping; every footstep made their hearts jump up a little from their throats.

I don't know how long this seemingly endless storm has been raging, but suddenly, it stopped without warning. The rebel soldiers' ears were shaken out of their regularity and could not bear this extravagant silence. They were still vibrating according to the previous rules, making them feel buzzing in their minds, and they became even more dizzy.

These rebel soldiers refocused their dispersed eyes in a daze, and naturally focused on the ants who had turned around at the battlement of the city wall at some point, and turned their backs to them, the ants who were not worthy of being "enemy", and towards the black-clothed god who had already stomped their feet step by step toward the official army who had walked under the city with their right hands raised.

I saw the tall god wearing black clothes that seemed to be able to swallow the sunshine. He used his high right hand to pull out the sword that had not been sheathed just now, stabbed the sky diagonally, raised it to the official army under the city, and shouted loudly:

"Han Army-Magnificent!"

"The Han army is mighty!"

"Tread!"

"The Han army is mighty!!"

"Tread!!"

"The Han army is mighty!!!"

"Tait!!!"

The officials and soldiers under the city were yelling as if they were possessed, and without anyone commanding or communicating with each other, they stomped their feet in a uniform manner in the intervals of slogans. The excessively regular shock waves continued to overlap, making the city walls of Wangyuan tremble under their feet.

"Bang chang chang..."

The swords and guns in the hand of a rebel soldier who had been numb on the city were shaken off by the palpitations. The slight sound was very unusually accepted by the accomplices around him who had already suffered from ears. This little noise became the lead, and a sound of throwing weapons soon appeared on the city.

Hearing the sound of metal hitting the ground behind him, he was also infected by the atmosphere and was extremely surging. Party Patriotic waved his hand to the soldiers under the city and brought the sword back into the sheath. The soldiers under the city immediately closed their mouths, and the world suddenly became silent, as if all the sounds had been erased by someone.

Then Dang Maiguo turned around and jumped off the squadron, and ordered the rebels who had automatically kneeled on the ground and consciously said: "The horses are free! I order - open the city gate! Go out of the city and surrender to the official army!"

Under the leadership of Ma Teng, who seemed to have been completely defeated, the rebels who walked out of the city gates were opened and followed their respective leaders in an orderly manner and waited for the official army to come and accept them.

But they were neither depressed by failure and captured, nor were they glad that they had survived death under the power of the gods' thunder and lightning. Everyone's faces were empty, as if they were dreaming or dazed... The only thing they could think of in their hearts now was the idea of ​​going home and living a life honestly from now on.

The Dong Zhuo army soldiers who received the rebels under the instructions of their own generals outside Wangyuan City also rarely showed strict organizational discipline. No one rushed into the city to burn and kill the enemy and loot, and no one punched and kicked the surrendered rebels.

This may be because the "Magnificent Han Army" sounds echoed in the hearts of these Western Liang soldiers, which made them feel the pride of being a Han soldier; perhaps their previous excitement had vented all their emotions, and they were already hoarse at this time, just executing orders mechanically and faithfully. However, even the most evil people will not make any actions that are inconsistent with others after falling into this group mental state.

The generals of Dong Zhuo's army who returned to normal faster than the soldiers were standing neatly at the city gate to welcome the party principals who walked out with the rebel leaders. Their eyes were completely different from those before - including those who had long known the legend of "future humans and immortals".
Chapter completed!