Jiang Yan Hai and the others stopped about a hundred meters from the city gate, and he jumped out of the vehicle.
As the city gate opened, a dense mass of people immediately poured out. Leading them was a middle-aged man who looked to be around forty-five.
Only a squad of soldiers stood behind Jiang Yan Hai at the moment. Most of the soldiers remained on the vehicles, guarding their weapons.
When they reached him, the town mayor at the front cupped his hands toward Jiang Yan Hai, trembling slightly. "Sir, may I ask... how should I address you? Are you men under Commander Lu?"
"No." Jiang Yan Hai shook his head decisively. "We are descendants of Great Qin Empire soldiers."
"Great Qin?" The mayor froze. Of course he knew of Great Qin, but hadn't Great Qin already fallen? These days, nearly all of them called themselves Xia Yan people.
"That's right. Although the entire nation has scattered and collapsed over the years, we have continued to hold one region. All we wanted was the day we could wipe out every last one of these things." Jiang Yan Hai spoke seriously.
This explanation had been discussed by everyone. As the saying went, those not of our kind were sure to harbor different intentions. Although Jiang Yan Hai and his people looked like them and spoke the same language, if they learned that Jiang Yan Hai's group had come from another world...
These people would inevitably have other thoughts. The human heart was difficult to predict, so it was better to simply give themselves a legitimate identity.
As for why they possessed such advanced weapons and equipment? Go ahead and guess. Fill in the gaps yourselves. They were not going to tell them anyway.
If they wanted to learn Jiang Yan