Rebirth of the supernatural sword emperor

The three men drove the pottery horse and charged with the cavalry for a while. The pottery horse suddenly stood upright, turned half a circle in the air and ran towards the formation behind it.

Jiang Nan and Sicheng Wending looked at each other, grabbed Chang Sun Xin who was sitting behind, jumped off the horse, rolled on the ground a few times, and ran away into the distance.

It seemed that the Tao soldiers behind had no intention of pursuing them. The three of them ran wildly for more than ten minutes and arrived at a low hill. Using almost all their hands and feet, they climbed up the hill and hid behind a boulder, breathing heavily.

Rough.

The three of them looked at each other, gasped and burst into laughter. It seemed a bit unreal that they had managed to escape the inevitable death situation.

"Damn! It's such a test on my heart, I don't want to do it again, life or death!" Sicheng Wending said feebly as he lay on the ground without caring about his image.

"You... you can still talk! I... I feel like I'm going to die now!" Changsun Xin said, pale and out of breath.

Jiang Nan carefully looked around. This was a relatively low hill. You could reach the top of the mountain just a few dozen meters higher. However, during the dozens of minutes of running, the three of them saw this mountain in total.

Hill, I always feel like this hill appears suddenly.

Jiang Nan stood up and walked towards the top of the mountain with his sore legs. He turned around and looked at the way he came, and found that there were no pursuers coming. Jiang Nan breathed a sigh of relief and walked up to the top of the mountain.

Looking around, Jiang Nan suddenly fixed his eyes on the way he came from, staring into the distance.

"What's wrong?" Sicheng Wending and Changsun Xin also noticed the abnormality in Jiangnan. They held the weapons in their hands tightly and ran quickly towards Jiangnan.

When the two of them ran to the top of the mountain and looked in the direction Jiang Nan was looking at, they were also stunned.

There are also high and low hills in the distance, but between the hills, vaguely, there is a palace eaves extending from the hills.

Changsun Xin rubbed his eyes and made sure that it was not a hill but a palace with red bricks and green tiles. He stammered: "What? Is the tomb of Qin Shihuang right there?"

Jiangnan and Sicheng were awakened as if someone had awakened them. After coming back to their senses, Jiangnan pondered, then raised his head and said: "I feel it should be pretty much the same. After all, when those Qin terracotta warriors and horses chased us,

They all suddenly stop chasing when they reach a certain area. Their role must be to guard the area around the palace!"

"So, when we ran out of a certain range, the cavalry would suddenly turn around and return?" Sicheng Wending said.

"But, according to what Minister Wang Ming said, doesn't the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang have three floors? This is the second time!" Changsun Xin said doubtfully.

"Really? We'll find out when we go and take a look!" Jiang Nan replied casually.

"You want to die!" Sicheng Wending shouted in a fuss, "I almost died in there just now, do you want to go in again?"

"Since they are dead objects, they must act according to certain rules. As long as we understand their movements, we can easily get in!" Jiang Nan said with certainty.

"How do you know?" Sicheng Wending asked doubtfully.

"I guessed it!" Jiang Nan said matter-of-factly.

There seems to be no distinction between day and night in this space. At least until now, Jiangnan has never felt the change of time. The entire sky is in a gray sky.

It's like a cloudy day, so depressing that one can't breathe. The ground is covered by a strange, invisible vegetation, desolate and silent.

Like a cemetery, more like a place for people to sleep here, Jiang Nan thought of the road to the underworld that ended in Xiangxi.

My head of three thousand white hair is exactly on the road to hell where I spent almost all my energy and almost destroyed my will.

"It's very similar! The flowers on the other side of the road are really nostalgic!" Jiang Nan's eyes flashed with light, he looked down at his feet and said softly.

"What does it look like?" Sicheng Wending asked strangely.

"It's nothing, I remembered something, let's go, be careful, otherwise I don't know if you will be lucky enough to escape!" Jiang Nan said as he walked forward holding the Tang Dao.

The three of them walked forward cautiously until they reached the landing point on the second floor. The three of them lay down on the grass and looked quietly into the distance.

The Qin soldiers' terracotta warriors in front seemed to have returned to normal, and they were patrolling the territory as if they were alive. There were twenty people in a row, silently patrolling around.

"Gold, time it!" Jiang Nan looked at a group of guard Tao soldiers who had just passed by not far ahead, and whispered to Chang Sun Xin.

Changsun Xin's lips moved quickly, but he was silently reciting something.

After another wave of guards passed by, Zhang Sunxin thought for a moment and said: "Tao Bing guards are arranged in a line of twenty people, with visual limit. There are nine lines of soldiers patrolling at the same time, alternating every three minutes, and the nine lines are spaced apart.

If the distance is within fifty meters, new pottery soldiers will appear. But this is only the outermost situation. The situation inside is unknown, so it is not recommended to rush in!"

"Three minutes, nine columns, that is eight fifty meters, four hundred meters away, what is there at the farthest end?" Jiang Nan asked.

"The farthest point?" Changsun Xin raised his head and looked over with squinted eyes. Suddenly his eyes widened and he said with some surprise, "There is nothing beyond four hundred meters horizontally!!"

Horizontal vision means looking with the horizon as a point. The horizon is four hundred meters away. But the human visual distance is several kilometers away. If there is nothing beyond four hundred meters, there is only one situation: there is a cliff ahead.

, or a section.

"Paralysis! Death! What the hell is this place!" Sicheng Wending said fiercely while lying on the side.

"Is it a cliff?" Jiang Nan leaned up slightly and looked at the hills in the distance and the vaguely exposed corner of the palace. A trace of reluctance arose in his heart. Is there really no way to get past it?

"Brother Nan, we have exactly three minutes now, how can we pass it?" Changsun Xin suddenly said.

If it's a cliff, it's best to have a bridge to cross, otherwise it's really a desperate situation. If you don't fight, you can carefully retreat the same way, wait for two months, and then find a way to leave this damn place as soon as possible!

However, Jiang Nan looked up at the palace that was vaguely calling him, and still didn't want to give up.

"Damn it! Either hold on or starve to death, both sides will die!" Jiang Nan slapped the ground and hunched over, running towards the cliff, with Changsun Xin and Sicheng Wending following closely behind.

"Woo!" The three of them had just run a few steps when a horn sound suddenly sounded, and a large number of Tao soldiers suddenly appeared from the left and right and rushed towards the three of them.

"Damn it! What's going on! How did we get discovered!" Sicheng Wending shouted at Changsun Xin.

"Obviously, these Tao soldiers have more than one way of surveillance!" Changsun Xin straightened up and said quickly.

"Grass!" Jiang Nan held the Tang Dao upside down and speeded up again. The only hope now is that there is a bridge in front, otherwise he will be dead anyway!

The pottery cavalry also appeared. A large number of pottery cavalry, from both sides and rear, surrounded the three people like dumplings. It seemed that they were catching turtles in an urn, and the three Jiangnan people were those three turtles.