The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 229: Imperial Army Canglong Battalion

"Snow Lotus Rice, is this an immortal seed? No wonder Qingdi City is rising like the sun in the east, soaring into the sky!"

"If we have Snow Lotus Rice, everyone can embark on the path of martial arts in the future. Everyone can be like a dragon. This is a treasure, a treasure that will benefit the world."

"The Lord City Lord is indeed the Green Emperor descended to the earth, the God of Spring, a gift, a great gift!"

After a long while, everyone came back to their senses and started whispering to each other. The entire War God Palace was in chaos, even more lively than a vegetable market.

Food is the most important thing for people. Those who eat meat are brave and fierce, those who eat grains are wise and clever, those who eat air are divine and long-lived. There is a world of difference between eating ordinary rice and eating fairy seeds.

"The first stage of the battle of fame, the battle of treasures, Qingdi City wins!"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Huang Rong glanced around and happily announced the final result, with a pair of dimples faintly visible.

In terms of background, the influence of popular spiritual rice such as Snow Lotus Rice on power is even greater, and can affect the fate of a country or even the entire human race.

The referees from Qin, Han, Sui, Tang and other countries looked at each other, and then voted for Qingdi City without hesitation, seven to zero. Even the fourth prince Aisin-Gioro Yinzhen had no objection.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sound of war drums piercing the clouds and splitting the rocks rang out, the sounds of armor colliding and the rumbling of horses' hooves intertwined together, and the two teams, one yellow and one black, were clearly separated.

"The Qing Dynasty is mighty!"

In the west, a total of nine thousand soldiers of the Plain Yellow Banner were ready to go, wearing eighty kilograms of armor that tightly wrapped up their burly bodies.

In his left hand he held a dark iron bow that could not be pulled open without a mighty force of ten thousand pounds. A gorgeous quiver was slung across his shoulder, with twelve arrows pointed sharply and emitting the color of fire.

"What an elite army! As expected of a dynasty that has ruled China for two or three hundred years, it is truly extraordinary."

"Although the Qingdi City's Iron Guards have a remarkable record, they have only defeated small countries and foreign dynasties. I wonder who will win this time?"

During the Qing Dynasty, the Eight Banners Army was the elite force of the imperial court, especially the Plain Yellow Banner and the Bordered Yellow Banner. These two banners were troops under the personal command of the emperor and were elite soldiers who had experienced many battles.

Each of them is nine feet tall and grew up outside the Great Wall. The cold weather and harsh climate have made their wills and bodies extremely tough, making them an excellent source of soldiers.

After the changes in heaven and earth, with the whole country's efforts, the soldiers of the two yellow flags embarked on the road of martial arts and made rapid progress. Now they are all innate masters.

It is not uncommon to see martial arts masters and astronomical masters among the officers and soldiers, and there are even some who are half-step away from being terrestrial immortals!
"Boom!"

The red flag fluttered in the wind, and the pattern of the Abyss Demon Vine representing Qingdi City was lifelike, exuding a terrifying murderous aura that made people afraid to approach.

Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, eight thousand imperial guards stood on full alert, wearing black armor and black robes, an invisible pressure was overwhelming them.

"GuoGuo, why don't you send the Iron Guards?"

On the high platform, the five-foot-tall, soft and cute Shen Qianqian pulled Shen Yuanliang's sleeve, feeling very confused.

Although the 300,000 imperial guards are the backbone of Qingdi City and have been trained for nearly two years, each of them is now a congenital master and a fifth-grade martial artist. However, there is still some gap between them and the soldiers of the Plain Yellow Banner.

One side is a group of elite soldiers who have fought in many battles, while the other side is a little immature, and can be said to be a group of rookies.

"You'll find out later."

Touching Shen Qianqian's furry head, Shen Yuanliang laughed, his deep gaze was like a deep pool, making it difficult to see what was inside.

"Dong dong!"

A rapid and loud horn sounded, and the second round of the battle of fame, the competition of military strength, officially began.

"Kill!" He drew his bow and arrow. Daqing, who came from a fishing and hunting nation, was good at archery. His precise arrows were fast and accurate, and could penetrate the gaps in armor and kill others hundreds of feet away.

"boom!"

The rain of arrows from the sky seemed to have eyes, shooting directly at the imperial guards two hundred feet away. They were so dense that they looked like a swarm of locusts that were impossible to avoid.

"Soldiers of the Canglong Camp, the art of military formation, defense."

Under the big red flag, Lieutenant General Bai Dazhuang waved his right hand, and a surge of energy and blood flowed through his body, connecting with the energy and blood of the eight thousand soldiers of the Canglong Camp.

A layer of rich red energy and blood is attached to the armor, as thick as a finger, giving people a feeling of being indestructible.

Endless earth vein power poured in through the Yongquan acupoint, and a thousand-foot-long blue dragon phantom hovered above everyone's heads. They, who were at the fifth level of martial arts, instantly became third-level martial arts masters.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sharp arrow shot directly at the power of qi and blood, creating ripples and removing all the strength. Even a spent force could not penetrate the thin silk.

"This this."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Bai Zhantang, who was cracking melon seeds, was dumbfounded and speechless for a long time.

As a thief who had retired from the underworld for less than two years, Bai Zhantang knew a lot of secrets, but the art of military formation was beyond his expectations.

"The blood and energy of all people are linked together to form a whole, and with the blessing of the power of the earth veins, what a terrifying imperial army, what a terrifying Qing Emperor."

Lu Xiucai, who had awakened his spiritual eyes, looked steadily at the eight thousand imperial guards, and some basic knowledge of the art of military formation appeared before his eyes.

Very clever, what a clever trick. From now on, the Jianghu and the court should respect the imperial dynasty. No matter how strong the martial arts master is, he is no match for the army.

Ten thousand people won't work, and then one hundred thousand people. If one hundred thousand people won't work, then let's say one million people. The energy and blood of countless people are connected together, and even immortals can be killed. The immortality of land immortals and celestial beings is not a problem.

"The Qing Dynasty is mighty."

"Brothers, Lord Qingdi is watching us, kill all the enemies."

The two torrents are getting closer and closer. It concerns the fate of the country and the honor of each other. Everyone must advance and not retreat. The cold swords reflect the ferocious faces of the soldiers.

"Bang, bang, bang", the sounds of swords clashing came one after another, and the two sides were engaged in the most primitive fight, with despicable means such as poking eyes, kicking in the crotch, and monkey picking peaches emerging one after another.

On the emerald green lawn, tears and blood gushed out, staining the yellow soil and gathering into streams, making gurgling sounds.

The broken limbs, rolling heads, etc. all tell of the cruelty of the war. Unless the entire army is wiped out, there is no surrender, and the war will be fought to the last soldier.

An hour later, the flag representing the Zhenghuang Banner was trampled into mud, the horses were neighing helplessly, and the sounds of painful groans and wails were endless.

The remaining 5,000 soldiers of the Canglong Camp supported each other, looked around, a touch of joy of victory appeared on their faces, they were heroic and high-spirited, and at this moment the outcome was self-evident.

"Victory. In the second round of the Battle of Fame, Qingdi City won."

Facing the cheers of the crowd, Huang Rong smiled happily and announced this earth-shattering result.

With two wins in three games, Qingdi City has gained an overwhelming advantage in the treasure fight and military competition, so there is no need to compete in the third round.

The Qing Dynasty and Qingdi City competed in a famous battle, and Qingdi City won. Dozens of bubbles merged into the Liaodong Peninsula one after another, the land was extending, and the vital energy of heaven and earth gradually showed a tendency to liquefy.

(End of this chapter)