The clash between the East and the West was like a joke. The so-called alliance army of the West was too weak, and the battle had ended just as it began.
But for Europe, it was no joke.
It was fear and shock.
And an unimaginable shock.
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" The Mongols, the whip of God, the existence that destroyed civilization and the Olympian gods. They are the losers who fled from the land where the sun rose…"
"They are the homeland of silk, the place of the gods?”
"That country is unbelievably powerful and indescribably terrifying. Their army is like a god, like a demon. The powerful Mongolians were completely torn apart by them.”
Looking at this information, Michael VIII was stunned.
As the Emperor of Byzantine, he felt like he was dreaming. However, this was a message from Central Asia, and it was also the result of the previous war.
The powerful Mongol Empire had completely collapsed.
Even if he didn't believe it, he could only believe it.
At this moment, he finally understood why the Mongolians were so powerful. They were clearly so barbaric, but the language, system, and technology they brought were so unbelievable.
This was simply unimaginable.
Now, he understood that all of this was owned by the Aurora Kingdom.
They were gods, so they had everything.
At this moment, Michael VIII was somewhat regretful. He was even a little afraid. He should not have gone to war because of the Mongol's coercion.
"Dear Deli, send this information to Holy Rome immediately and give it to Rudolph I. Please tell His Excellency Rudolph I: Perhaps it's time for us to make a choice. The punishment of the gods is not something we can stop.!”
"Your will, Your Majesty!”
The young noble bowed.
At this moment, the entire Europe was in complete chaos.
Following the defeat of the Central Asian army, the scenes of that battle quickly spread, and the myths about China became more and more terrifying.
The defeat of the Mongolians had caused these people to be completely terrified.
Byzantine, Holy Roman Empire.
Each country and each glorious existence was like a frightened bird at this moment.
While the Great Song was still managing the Central Asia battlefield, various countries had already sent envoys over.
As a superior country, Meng Yi was naturally the highest existence. In theory, he was even above Great Hero Guo, the commander of the three armies.
A black aura spread out, and a huge black tiger appeared, shocking everyone who came.
Meng Yi only gave them two choices.
Submit or perish.
All countries and civilizations would either submit or be destroyed.
This was the responsibility they had to bear to assist Meng Yuan.
Once they submitted, they would lose everything. Their territory, their people, and everything that belonged to them.
However, if they did not submit, they would only be destroyed.
Meng Yi was a man of his word.
Although Hero Guo wanted to say something, he could not do anything under the suppression of his natural rank.
In fact, this was also what Jiang Chen instructed.
Giving others a chance wasn't what Jiang Chen wanted to see.
Between civilizations, it was life and death, inheritance and destruction. There was no other possibility, just like in the future, where the white society was crazily squeezing other races.
In today's civilization, China was the main force, so Jiang Chen was naturally not interested in giving these white people a chance.
If it wasn't for the unreasonable massacre and the extinction of the human race, which would cause the Heavenly Punishment to intensify, he would have thought of completely wiping out the entire West.
Now, at least they were given a chance to live.
As long as they didn't seek death, they would be able to obtain many benefits after gradually becoming Chinese.
However, faced with such a condition, many countries hesitated.
However, it was clear that the Chinese side would not give them much of a chance. The army continued to advance, and the massive army swept through the surroundings. All existences that did not submit were destroyed.
It was true that there would be divine punishment for the massacre of the human race, but it did not matter if they continued to kill. When the Fate Dynasty was established, China already represented a part of the heavens. This was resistance. Killing was naturally a normal situation.
Unfortunately, these people's bones were not as hard as he had imagined.
When the army advanced into the two river basins, most of the countries declared their submission.
Even the Byzantine Empire and the Holy Roman Empire were no exception.
Following the submission of these two countries, the other countries also began to shine, and Fate began to gather in the Great Song.
The massive amount of Fate pushed the Great Song forward rapidly.
After the Great Song made the entire Europe submit to them, they began to target India.
However, Great Qin did not need to interfere; the Great Song was enough.
By now, Great Qin had already subdued the European Continent, and the massive Southern Sea Squadron was preparing to set out to sea. They started to occupy the surrounding areas, including Australia and America.
Of course, this still needed time.
It was not easy to sail on the sea.
This was the same even if they obtained the shipbuilding standards of the Southern Song Dynasty.
It was even very risky.
However, this was still a matter of luck, so the possibility of success was still very high.
Seconds and minutes passed, and Great Qin's Fate rapidly increased. The Fate of the two worlds continuously increased, and it was the same for Great Qin.
The heavenly punishment was also accumulating, and it seemed to be getting more and more terrifying.
(There's more to come!) I didn't write too much about the war either. The reason was simple. Why would I write so much about a Transcendent fighting an ordinary person? I could just suppress them.
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