Chapter 731

After opening your eyes for a long time, you adapt to the darkness of the night. When the sun in one's heart falls, one can't see the light even when standing in the sunny day. In fact, most of the time, what people fear is not the darkness of the night, but the lack of hope and sustenance.

Fang Xie sat on the broken bridge of Jinshui River and looked up at the sky. He always wanted to find the star he had always felt very special.

Fang Xie likes to look up at the sky at night, not just because he thinks something in the sky is watching him silently, but because he hopes to find the star he once existed. There is nothing close to the historical knowledge he has learned in this world, so he has been thinking whether this is the planet he once lived on.

If not, can you find it in the vast night sky?

On that planet, is there anyone looking up and thinking of him?

In the Quiet Night

He raised his neck and poured a mouthful of wine into it. Fang Xie raised the wine pot and saluted the moon.

Wish you well

Some things will not be forgotten because of happiness, because you can never be happy when you think of these things. When he was very young, Fang Xie often heard adults say to him that the stars are the eyes of distant relatives looking at you. When you look up at the night sky and find that there are stars blinking at you, she is thinking of you.

I miss you

Fang Xie rubbed his eyes and smiled at the sky. He was like a fool, thinking that the smile he showed would be seen by the people he wanted.

This kind of smile, except for himself, I'm afraid no one understands. The wine in the wine pot was quickly drained. Fang Xie threw the wine pot into the Jinshui River, but he couldn't get rid of his concern. Compared with the previous feelings, the feelings in this world are not substitutes, and some feelings cannot be substituted.

It seemed that he felt the master's mood. Hundun opened his eyes and looked at Fang Xie, and then rubbed his huge head in Fang Xie's arms. Fang Jie rubbed his chaotic forehead and said softly that you don't know who I'm thinking of, but the person I'm thinking of will know I'm thinking of her.

But what's the use of thinking?

The sky is so deep, like a vast ocean, separated, after all.

There was a slight rustling sound in the distance. Fang Xie looked back at the South Bank of the river and put away the missing that could not be said to anyone. He patted hundun's neck, and hundun immediately jumped away. A mile away, Qilin and Nie Xiaoju waited there with five hundred soldiers of Fang Xie. As soon as the white lion appeared, they knew it was time to come.

Ten elite of the service camp wearing bright light armor stood under the broken bridge, which blocked the moonlight. In the shadow, they could clearly see many people approaching on the Bank of Henan, but the people on the South Bank of the river could not see them under the broken bridge at all. At this time, Fang Xie, who lay down along the slope of the broken bridge, seemed not to care about the enemy who had reached the river. He still looked at the sky and seemed to be telling something in his eyes.

However, this kind of talk will never be heard.

Unspeakable pain is the real pain.

Fang Xie was lying on the broken bridge. He was not allowed to see it. He knew what was being prepared in the south of the river bank. Listening to the sound, many people should carry a very heavy thing to the river, and then there was the sound of water. This section of Jinshui River is the narrowest place, only more than ten meters. It is not difficult to build a floating bridge and put it on the river bank in advance. When the great Sui Dynasty attacked Southern Chen, officials of the Ministry of industry of the great Sui Dynasty accompanied them. They used this kind of floating bridge built in advance when crossing Lishui.

Nan Chen's army, who thought the Sui army would send people down the river to pile and build a floating bridge, saw a group of brave men carrying the built floating bridge into the water, and then straightened the floating bridge in the rain of arrows.

At that time, the shortest pontoon was 100 meters long.

The Nanyan army only needs to build a floating bridge more than ten meters long. The water-based man pulled the pontoon to prevent it from being washed away by the water. The clatter of water sounded not far from fangxie, and then there was a heavy gasp. It was obvious that the people who came first were also tired.

Fang Xie didn't take care of it at all. He still lay on the broken bridge and looked at the sky. Under the broken bridge, the one standing in the shadow was the elite of the service camp, but he didn't move. They covered the cold big knife with a cloth cover, and looked at the Nanyan soldiers crossing the river on the floating bridge under the moonlight.

Then Fang Xie heard a strange sound.

It's like a heavy carriage running over the floating bridge. What can the Nanyan army who came to attack Dingyuan city do with the heavy carriage. He looked sideways. Under the moonlight, there was indeed a horse pulling a strange car through the pontoon. Others may not recognize what it is, but Fang Xie's eyes changed at the first sight.

Following the carriage across the bridge were several people whose costumes were obviously different from those of Nanyan soldiers. It looks taller and doesn't wear the standard clothes of Nanyan army.

What Fang Xie didn't expect was that there was this thing in Qingyuan City.

There are many Nanyan troops who want to sneak attack Dingyuan City, but only one carriage comes. Night is not only the best barrier to block people's minds, but also the best barrier to block the figure. Fang Xie was lying on the broken bridge, but no one found him. Nanyan's army began to gather by the river, and the carriage was driven to the front of the team.

I could hear those people in different costumes whispering, but Fang Xie didn't understand a word.

However, Fang Xie heard something ferocious.

So he smiled and said in his heart that I was in a bad mood. You came at the wrong time.

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In the dark

Two sharp knife lights suddenly exploded, just like two lightning bolts falling in the night sky. The two elite of the service camp suddenly jumped up from under the bridge, and the big knife in their hands shook off the cloth cover and ruthlessly chopped down on the floating bridge. With a click, the pontoon was cut by a knife. Before the Nanyan army on the pontoon reflected, more than ten people rushed out from under the broken bridge and swung ten big street knives to chop. The pontoon didn't last long, and the part on the Bank of the river was cut.

With a squeak, the broken pontoon moved out to one side along the water flow. The soldiers on the pontoon shouted in panic, lying on the pontoon trying to find a sense of security. But most of the soldiers were still unstable by the sudden vibration, fell from above, patted in the fast flowing river and rushed down the river.

The accident came so suddenly that Nanyan army didn't expect that there were people under the broken bridge.

Before they could calm down from their panic, a fire suddenly burned from their team. The fire suddenly appeared and quickly spread out. Not long after, at least a dozen people were swallowed up by the inexplicable fire. And the fire looked so strange that it couldn't be extinguished even if it rolled on the ground. Moreover, the soldiers rescued in the past only touched slightly, and the flame burned away as if it were spiritual.

In a moment, dozens of people were caught in the fire.

It was also at this time that the Nanyan soldiers who crossed the river saw a man standing on the broken bridge, dressed in black robes, integrated with the night. However, why are those eyes so cold?

Nanyan soldiers who saw this man had an illusion that they had been stared at by the wild beasts. It was a fear that spread from the heart and could not be controlled.

There were about a thousand Nanyan troops crossing the river, and the follow-up people were stopped on the south bank by the current.

They watched the fire burn, but they didn't know how it came from.

Then they saw a man jumping up from the broken bridge like an eagle, holding a long knife soaking in the flame in his hand.

In the dark night, the burning long knife is so strange and eye-catching.

The same person that night rushed into Nanyan army with a hot and cruel knife in his hand. No one could understand his mood at this time. The depression brought by missing seemed to be turned into murderous. The fierce but cold devil rolled everyone near him into hell. When the long knife was shocked, the flame attached to the long knife extended out for three meters. It looked as if he was holding a three meter long fire dragon.

A dozen people were cut off when the fireknife swept, and then the flame quickly drowned the body.

Fang Xie seemed crazy. He waved a fire knife and rushed through the crowd of Nanyan army. None of the Nanyan soldiers who stopped in front of him, whether they wanted to resist or turned around and ran away, escaped from his knife. Dozens of well-trained officers who crossed the river first rushed over and were slaughtered by the long knife that fell into the devil's way.

The corpse is under the knife layer after layer, and the fireknife is still cutting down.

"There seems to be something wrong with the general!"

Chungu took the other nine elite of the service camp to form a battle array to kill the crowd. She looked at the crazy general and felt a burst of fear for no reason. The solution in this night seems to become another person, venting the violence and depression in his heart.

Every time the three meter long fireknife cuts, one person will fall down.

A Nanyan soldier ran back in panic. His back was swept by the hot blade. His running body burst from his waist. His lower body ran out for two steps before he fell down, and his upper body had fallen to the ground. The bloody internal organs of Hula were suddenly transferred out of the body, and soon gave off a burning smell after being swallowed by the fire.

"Ghost!"

I don't know who shouted first. When he threw away his weapons, he turned around and ran away. The Nanyan army, which had not figured out what had happened, was forced to flee by one person.

"In the past! The general seems to be fascinated by blood!"

Chungu shouted and moved quickly towards Fang Xie with the service camp. On the battlefield, people are often fascinated by blood and become crazy. They only know how to kill people. In the end, he will either die of exhaustion, or it will be difficult to recover his mind. If no one wakes him up from that state as soon as possible, the rest of his life will be wasted even if he is alive.

But Fang Xie knew that he was not fascinated by blood at all.

He's just... In pain.

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The sound of Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang. In the middle of the night, several small meteors quickly went towards Fang Xie, and the lead bullet left a straight trace in the air. Fang Xie's knife turned in front of him. In the jingling sound, the lead bullets flew out. Immediately, several Nanyan soldiers fell down wailing.

Fang Xie saw the place where the fire gun came out, kicked his feet, bounced up like a shell, and then fell heavily in front of the foreigners. In the frightened eyes of those blonde foreigners, Fang Xie cut the two people in front with a knife, rolling their heads on the ground and going out for a long distance. They could see very clearly because they were burned by the fire.

Like seeing the devil, the remaining three or four foreigners howled almost at the same time, turned and ran away.

At this time, the sound of horse hoofs came from far to near.

Qilin and Nie Xiaoju come with cavalry.

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The Nanyan army on the Bank of Henan dare not shoot arrows, because the feather arrows are also their companions. They watched the burning figure wandering in the ranks of nearly a thousand people, but no one could resist it. When the cavalry came from a distance, the Yan army on the south bank had to retreat, because they all knew that the companions who crossed the river were over and the gods could not save them.

Fang Xie took back the flame on the Chaolu knife and sat down at the broken bridge.

He looked up at the sky and still couldn't find the star.