At this moment, I have awakened the eternal heroic spirit of China

Even Ying Zheng watched that scene with tears in his eyes, and was rendered and touched by the emotions in it.

Is this the future?
The weapons of later generations are like the skills of immortals, which can destroy mountains and seas in an instant.

Later generations of Huaxia are so mighty, and everyone admires them wherever they go.

Especially when the army went to pick up the people, he could feel the love of those descendants for China and the motherland.

His eyes were full of fire, without any fear.

He is an emperor through the ages, Qin Shihuang.

These are the weapons of future generations, why should we be in awe?

Just be... proud.

In the end, when a mushroom cloud rose suddenly, the huge fire burned everything around it like a hell on earth.

The roiling heat wave hits the face, and even the scorching temperature can be felt through the screen, making the forehead sweat and the back feel cold.

People, in front of it, are extremely small.

"Later, there are such means."

Yingzheng was stunned. This is only the immortal technique recorded in ancient books.

Destroy the world with one finger.

When the mushroom cloud that rolled up countless dust gradually dissipated, a blue planet appeared in front of his eyes.

"This is His Majesty's world."

Everything in front of him shocked Shi Huangdi extremely, and shocked him very much.

People can climb to the top of the sky and aspire to the crown of immortals.

Hereafter, it is so beautiful.

It turned out that that was the fairyland on earth he had been looking for.

It's really good to not have to pray to the heaven every day, and don't have to worry about being hungry tomorrow.

"No regrets, I, no regrets."

Two lines of tears flowed from the corners of Ying Zheng's eyes, they were tears of happiness and happiness.

"Your Majesty, as I said earlier, China has suffered many disasters, but its backbone has never been broken."

"That's it."

"This is my confidence to rule the world in Huaxia!"

"With a powerful army, patriotic people, and officials of the country, China will prosper forever!"

"In the world, there is no country that dares to test whether the Chinese long sword is sharp!"

"Huaxia... After the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind blows, the giant dragon will chant, and the power will shake the nine heavens!"

Ning An's voice suddenly rose, and he spoke impassionedly, his face flushed.

He seems to want to release the humiliation of China for nearly a hundred years, and let the world know that the China of today is not the China of the past.

Today's Huaxia is like the sun rising slowly.

The future can be expected.

"Okay, okay, okay, I know that Huaxia is like this, I feel at ease."

Ying Zheng's face showed a look of satisfaction, and he suddenly looked into the void, as if he wanted to see through the obstacles of more than 2000 years.

Huaxia, ever since he was called a sick man, has been ravaged and humiliated.

The corrupt old dynasty only knew how to enjoy pleasure, but there were only a few benevolent and righteous people who were powerless to return to heaven.

It was an era of humiliation, an era that will always be remembered.

The jackals plundered this land unscrupulously, just like the most primitive beasts, showing scarlet eyes, inhumane.

Taking advantage of Huaxia's decline and deep sleep, he opened his fangs, tore off his disguise, and dealt a terrible blow to this oriental dragon, the former big brother.

How many scandals of humiliation and humiliation occurred?
How many patriots are heartbroken?
However, Huaxia didn't give up, and didn't complain about himself.

Countless people embarked on the journey and chose to save themselves.

In the eyes of others, they are stupid, sacrificing themselves to help others.

But, who knows that they are the most intelligent people in the world.

They just love this land, love it deeply.

Therefore, they are willing to protect with their lives.

If everyone wants to preserve their useful body, entrust the danger and death to others.

Can this country still have the prosperity it has today?

Heroes are always different.

They are rebels in danger.

They are the pioneers in the ups and downs of the world.

They are also the children of Mother Huaxia.

Just because, Hua Xia's mother...

In front of the screen, everyone felt that their tears had been shed today.

I do not know what to say.

Broadcasting Bureau Building.

A long howl and wild laughter resounded throughout the building. At this moment, all the auditors working overtime had left, leaving only the office with a lonely light shining in the darkness.

but at the moment
The big leader of the broadcasting bureau is constantly wiping away his tears and smiling all over his face. It is a hearty smile, a wanton smile, and a comfortable smile.

When Qin Shihuang saw the Chinese soldiers defending the dignity of the country, he couldn't hold back anymore.

When I saw countless netizens marveling at the soldiers of Huaxia, killing the first battalion of the enemy army like a god, it was even more difficult to restrain my excitement, my heart was pounding wildly, almost jumping out of my throat.

A violent cough came galloping like the wind, but it still couldn't stop his wild laughter.

After so many years of depression, finally, gone.

He covered his face, wiped away his tears, and looked out the window. His dry lips moved slightly, as if he was communicating with the undead.

The wind blows gently.

He brought his voice into the silent night, and sent it to the distance along with the leaves outside the window...

Listen carefully, it seems to be talking.

"Father, Huaxia... finally got rid of the title of sick man. Not only the body, but also the spirit. You... rest in peace."

His father once saw Huaxia being insulted and bullied with the name of the sick man of East Asia. Men were ridiculed and women were insulted. How could he let go of such oppression?

Neighboring countries stole China's ancient martial arts culture and formed a school of their own, but they came to exterminate the source. What's the reason for this?What kind of humiliation is it?
Huaxia was not even qualified to participate in the Olympic Games. It was not until the present age that it showed its glory in the Olympic Games that it gradually lost its past hat completely.

The wind blows farther and farther.

It whizzed and circled continuously in the night, sometimes high and sometimes low.

Occasionally, a few fallen leaves are involved, falling and flying together.

In the end, after running out of energy, I fell in front of a certain monument.

That voice, echoing for the last time, resounded throughout the square.

Under the moonlight, the monument seemed to shake slightly.

It seems... in joy? !

Looking carefully, everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

However, if someone is here and looks at the somewhat dusty monument, they will find it.

These engraved words seem to hide a smile.

The heroic spirit of the ancestors rested in peace today...

May my descendants be like this forever.

Stand tall, don't bow your head.

The heroic spirits here are floating everywhere in the city with endless blessings, and they want to see everything.

Today, they will entrust the important task of protecting this country to future generations.

Who said that [-] and [-] are the beat generation?
Let's see, they are... a generation that can support China's backbone.

Huaxia, it's great to have you children.

When the moonlight shines for the last time, the light recedes like a tide, and darkness is everywhere, but I don't know why.

People who walk at night always feel that.

today's road.

Extra warm.

A strange sense of security spread all over his body.

Countless netizens, I don't know who it is, mentioned one thing first.

"I would like to defend the prosperous China with my youth!"

Then, these words surged like a wave...

"I would like to defend the prosperous China with my youth!"

"I would like to defend the prosperous China with my youth!"

"I would like to defend the prosperous China with my youth!"

These voices traveled far and wide, resounding throughout the country.

Those generous, passionate, and inspiring words are not one ten thousandth as good as these words.

As the descendants of Huaxia, we wish to glorify our motherland with our youth!

Inheriting the last wishes of the predecessors, adhering to the ideals of the saints, and passing them on to future generations in a peaceful and prosperous age.

Su Mubai, a descendant of the Chinese descendants of later generations, stands...