In Bianliang City, Tianqing Temple In the dark monastery, everything is quiet, just like a lamp like a bean.
Three time travelers and a robot sat cross-legged on the futon, looking at each other.
The scene was slightly awkward.
Wang Qiu never dreamed that the first newcomer he was going to "save" would be a professor of Marxist philosophy at his university.
When Wang Qiu failed Ma Zhe's exam, he received a lot of training in Professor Guo's cram school.
Well, meeting acquaintances in another world doesn't seem to be such a bad thing, at least it's easier to talk to them.
Moreover, based on the exchange just now, Wang Qiu also vaguely discovered that Professor Guo seemed to have some unusual identity.
"Well, we have almost talked about the main god and the infinite space.
Now let's talk about your time traveling.
Professor Guo, your mission this time was originally supposed to be a team battle.
The two teams were separated.
Standing in the camp of Song and Jin, replacing several Secondary historical figures started a strategic duel.
Because the Song army was at a disadvantage, the Song army came first.
In addition to you, the newcomer, there were supposed to be six seniors, but they were all forced to go offline and kicked out.
You, the newcomer, are still trapped inside.”
Wang Qiu flipped through the Book of Time Travel in his hand, which was transformed by Nagato Yuki into an e-book.
He explained to Political Commissar Guo Jing the ins and outs of his time traveling through the Northern Song Dynasty, "As for the reincarnations and newcomers on the Jin side, originally It is set to arrive in this time and space seven days later than you, so the Lord God has already collapsed before it even has time to arrive, and we don’t need to consider their existence at all.”
"No wonder when I went out to inquire about the news today, I heard that several new rebel leaders had disappeared inexplicably.
They were considered by the court to have abandoned their posts and absconded.
It turns out that these people are the identities assigned by the Lord God to senior people."
Guo Jing suddenly realized, "But it's better if they leave, at least they won't cause chaos to the battle to defend the city."
Just after Comrade Guo Jing, the "Taoist Immortal", "turned a chicken into a phoenix", people from all three religions and nine schools in Bianliang City were also enthused by it, and they all looked for opportunities to recommend themselves.
Among them is a martial artist who performs in Bianjing City.
He is the kind of person who goes shirtless in winter and shows off his "embroidered fists and legs" and sells dog-skin plasters.
His name is "Bo Jian" and he was hired by Guo Jing as his gun and stick coach.
The Buddhist sect in the capital was not to be outdone.
In order to separate itself from Taoism, it quickly brought out a monk named Fu Zhenglin.
He said he had a strategy to retreat from the enemy, and recommended himself to the court, requesting to recruit troops.
Seeing that the people's support seemed to be available, the Zhao family monarchs and ministers were overjoyed, so they all agreed to the request.
As a result, "Master Fu" planned to summon 5,000 people to chant "Amitabha" in unison to ward off the enemy.
What a sound it would be if 5,000 people came to chant "Amitabha Buddha" at the same time.
It's so huge that the Jurchens can't stand this kind of noise, so it's very possible that their bones and tendons will become weak.
So, while the ferocious Jurchens were burning, killing, looting and staging scenes of bloody horror movies in the villages and towns outside the city, all kinds of absurd farces were going on in Bianliang City.
Tian Nei appears one after another, Some claim to be Six Dinglishi, some claim to be Beidou Divine Soldiers, and some claim to be Marshal Tianque.
They talk about gods and ghosts all day long, and it is worthy to go into battle together with "Beidou Seven Star Fist", "Throwing Beans to Make an Army" and "Tianmo Shenquan" It’s like “when a country is about to perish, evildoers will be born” Then, six of the "gods" had just made their debut and disappeared on the day when political commissar Guo Jing crossed over, causing panic in the city.
But it also allowed Guo Jing's magic stick to wipe out his competitors in one fell swoop.
Of course, in the crumbling Bianliang City, this incident was not worth celebrating at all.
"Since those gods disappeared, I, the last immortal, have become a life-saving straw."
Guo Jing smiled bitterly and explained to Wang Qiu, "So all the magic soldiers recruited by this gang were assigned to my name, and it was about to reach 7,777 Liujia magic soldiers.
But with this, How can the stragglers who are not successful in their squad but are easily defeated in battle go into battle to kill the enemy?"
According to the "Six Armor Immortal Technique" boasted by Guo Jing Shengun to Emperor Qinzong, 7,777 "Six Armor Immortal Soldiers" need to be recruited to form a formation, regardless of origin or talent, but it only takes one day to calculate the birth date.
Guo Jing has already recruited nearly 3,000 of the 7,777 Liujia regular soldiers he needs, most of whom are idlers in the market.
These people had nothing to do, and they all liked to have fun.
When they heard that Guo Shenxian was recruiting troops, they all signed up enthusiastically.
Anyway, Guo Jingxian and Guo Shenxian had already boasted about Haikou.
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The main task of these Liujia soldiers was to pick up the heads of Jurchen soldiers, so there was no need for them to go there.
Chop, just bend down and pick.
Moreover, the Jurchens all wore gold earrings on their ears.
At that time, it was not up to these magic soldiers to use them by themselves.
They had food, drink, money to spend, and extra money to make.
This kind of good thing should be done at any time.
You have to fight hard to get a spot.
As for the recruitment requirements, just follow Guo Shenxian's wishes.
No one will seriously verify your identity, look at your ID card, birth certificate and other things.
Now that the other divine men have disappeared, their divine soldiers have also come to Guo Jing to look for food, and Prime Minister He Li has come to add to the chaos.
He has directly registered and paid these people, so that they can cheer and go to the streets.
The performing arts troupe has become a well-established and funded national "special forces" This is good.
Even if Political Commissar Guo wants to strictly control the situation and recruit some more capable people, it is too late now.
Looking at these more than 7,000 "Liujia regular soldiers" who are about to set off on a certain day, the political commissar Guo Jing who has changed his shell really wants to cry to death.
Let these idle scoundrels fight against the Jurchen cavalry.
This is Are you looking for death?
Are you looking for death?
Are you looking for death?
"Well, we have a general understanding of your situation.
Not to mention how to collect 50,000 reward points to get you out of this world, the first thing you need to do now is to defend this city, right?
Don't worry, we will help you. " Doraemon murmured, reaching out and feeling something in his pocket, "Ah, I found the accept button.
As long as you press this button, no matter how special your appearance is, you will be accepted by ordinary people."
Come on, put your hands up together."
Then, Doraemon, Wang Qiu and Nobi Nobita pressed the button together.
It instantly burst out with intense white light, seemingly lighting up the entire world.
After a few seconds, the white light disappeared.
Wang Qiu looked at his hands and found that nothing seemed to have changed.
So, he looked at Doraemon in confusion and asked: "Doraemon, what was that thing just now?"
"It's a prop that makes people blend into the environment."
Faced with Wang Qiu's gaze, Doraemon blinked, but he still took the trouble to explain, "You and Nobi Nobita have similar looks to the citizens of Bianliang, as long as you change into ancient clothes.
Clothes are fine, but a future robot like me will definitely cause big trouble once it is discovered.
And the button just now is a prop that allows people to treat me as an ordinary person."
"Oh, that's it."
He punched his fist lightly on his palm, and Wang Qiu nodded in understanding.
It turns out there is such a prop.
No wonder Doraemon's neighbors watch a chubby Doraemon walking down the street every day.
Go away, you can still be so calm Next, Doraemon took out the costume camera and put the three of them into the Taoist robes of the Song Dynasty.
They were scheduled to announce to the outside world that they were Taoist boys from Guo Jingxian.
Anyway, they were recruiting "Liukjia Divine Soldiers" in the past two days.
The work was in full swing, and it was not unusual for two new faces to appear next to Political Commissar Guo.
Finally, under Doraemon's urging, Wang Qiu made a request somewhat coyly: "Professor Guo, although we will try our best to rescue you no matter what, money is really tight right now, especially Doraemon, who is even more anxious to use money.
So, the emperor will reward you with silk, gold and silver." , can you share some with us?"
"I want money."
Political Commissar Guo Jing blinked, and then waved his hand generously, "No problem, if there is something you like in this house, you can move out, don't be polite.
Anyway, if this doesn't work, in the end I will just It will be cheaper for Jurchens” As a result, a sabotage operation to destroy cultural relics and historic sites was launched in Tianqing Temple in Kaifeng Prefecture.
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At dawn, accompanied by a loud noise that shook the earth and the mountains, the seven thousand "Liukjia soldiers" of Tianqing Temple rolled out of bed sleepily, picked up their pants and ran out of the door.
They were surprised to see Immortal Guo Jing The monastery where they lived was reduced to a pile of dusty ruins.
What's even more horrifying is that several gray-faced figures are still laughing excitedly in the ruins and rubble.
"Yeah, I made it.
I didn't expect that the beams in this house are actually made of golden nanmu, as are the tables and chairs.
The window frames and beds are made of huanghuali, plus natural and hand-embroidered sheets and brocade quilts.
Purely handmade art porcelain from the official kilns of the Song Dynasty, mutton-fat white jade from the Tang Dynasty, and ancient calligraphy books from the Eastern Jin Dynasty.
Each of them is a high-quality product that can be sold at a high price.
I just took out 30 million from the automatic pawn machine.
JPY" Standing in the rising smoke, Nobi Nobita screamed and jumped happily, "Teacher Guo, can you help us discuss with the emperor?
We will help him repel the enemy and defend the capital, and then he will send the palace to the palace."
As long as the palace is dismantled and stuffed into an automatic pawn machine, Doraemon's debt of 300 billion yen can probably be paid off."
In response, Guo Jingze, who fell into the rubble, rolled his eyes helplessly and felt his stomach twitching.
You naughty kids, what are you going to do now?
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