Chapter 88: Destroying the Country! Rome Boils! (Bonus for 11,000 subscriptions)

In the impression of ordinary people, the reason Rome could roam the Mediterranean and establish a vast empire spanning three continents relied mainly on powerful heavy infantry and strict discipline. But in fact, the Romans had one more thing that was very advanced: all kinds of exquisite military equipment.

The equipment commonly used by the empire was divided into heavy and light. The heavy ones were ballistae, catapults, battering rams, mobile siege towers, etc., while the light ones were mobile light ballistae and crossbows.

These early

The ship was getting closer and closer. After a round of hysterical shouting and dialogue, a smile finally appeared on Shen Chongming's face. This ship was the official boat carrying Gao Gong to the capital.

A few days later, the Indians bitterly learned that one had been placed in the sky above the border between it and China.

In the endless void, the red wooden boat stopped in mid-air. The thin film wrapped around the outside had disappeared, and strands of visible spatial turbulence gathered toward the wooden boat. Strangely, these spatial turbulences did not have any effect on the wooden boat but entered it directly.

However, facing such a martial arts expert, Shen Chongming really had no way to deal with it. He couldn't beat her, and if he used hooligan tactics in her home, even if he won, he would be beaten to death by her father. What should he do?

For a moment, the whole scene went quiet. The Emperor and the Crown Prince were also a bit confused. How was he going to mount the horse? A martial arts contestant who needed help even to mount a horse—he had already lost a step at the start. Could he still compete later? Would he suddenly fall off the horse?

The two hopped onto the motorcycle. Sunglasses kicked his foot, and the motorcycle hummed twice but didn't start. Sunglasses didn't get discouraged and kept kicking. Just as Guo Yi decided to find a place to sit for a while, the motorcycle finally ignited successfully, roared, and sped away in a cloud of black smoke, looking incredibly cool.

"You are so bad." Li Hanmei leaned into Lu Lin's arms and said, but a happy expression appeared on her face.

"My lady, I was wrong, is it not enough to admit I was wrong? Mother will be sad if she hears this. Come, get up and eat; the baby is already hungry and scolding." Leng Huating gently pulled her into his arms again, clumsily wiped the tears from Jin Niang's face, and coaxed her softly.

Perhaps this move by Luo Xiang was too bloody; the morale of the Uma soldiers was constantly declining, the Hetao army was high in spirits, and the war fell into a one-sided outcome.

It was just that the sounds of killing were constant, clearly showing that the war was in a stalemate, which showed that the war was beyond the Great Marshal's control. The generals had discovered this and decisively led the troops down the mountain, preparing to carry out a pincer attack in advance to defeat the Ming army. Although doing so might make it impossible to achieve complete success in one go, it was still a hundred times better than being defeated.

Immediately after, Yu Qiao Dayong and Zheng Wushuang went to the South Courtyard to check the preparation of the new project. The gate was locked, and the courtyard was empty. Yu Qiao Dayong asked: Who locked the door? Is there any progress?

It was only Qiqi who would bring up this kind of thing. She had finally been distracted by work and forgotten about Ye Feng, but once it was brought up, she remembered it again.

Ye Qiuer checked the Emperor's injuries. The wounds on his leg and chest were more serious; other places were fine. But the leg was easy to handle, and if the chest wasn't stopped from bleeding, he would probably die from excessive blood loss. Thinking of this, Ye Qiuer hurriedly tore off a strip of cloth from her body to bandage the Emperor.

Lu Mengxiao almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Something she had tried every possible way to find out, could be known so easily?

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At this moment, the onlookers looked at the appearance of Bai Lun and Young Master Hu, and then looked at the high-spirited Le Tian, immediately giving rise to a sense of dislocation. It seemed that the young man named Le Tian was the one smashing the shop, while the expressions of Bai Lun and Young Master Hu looked more like the owners of the shop.

After all, the Jingming Sect was a great sect that had been passed down for millions of years. The power of faith accumulated within it had reached an inestimable and terrifying number. Even Xue Lan, who represented the world's highest combat power, could not shake it in the slightest. ===== CHAPTER 89 =====