Chapter 731: The Star That Misses You

After keeping my eyes open for a long time, I got used to the darkness of the night. When the sun in one's heart falls, one cannot see the light even when standing in the daytime bathed in sunlight. In fact, most of the time, what people fear is not the darkness of the night, but the loss of hope and sustenance.

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

Fang Xie likes to look up at the sky at night, not just because he feels that something in the sky is silently watching him, but because he wants to find the star that once existed. There was nothing close to the history he had ever learned, so he kept wondering if this was the planet he had ever lived on.

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

Is there anyone on that planet who is thinking about him with their heads up?

Silent Night Thoughts

Raising his neck and pouring in a sip of wine, Fang Xie raised the flask to the moon in salute.

May it be well

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

I miss you

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

This kind of laughter, I'm afraid that no one will understand it except himself. The wine in the jug quickly dried up, and Fang Xie threw the jug into the Jinshui River, but he couldn't leave the concern in his heart. Compared with the previous feelings, the feelings of this world are not replaced, and some feelings cannot be replaced.

As if sensing the master's mood, Chao opened his eyes and looked at Fang Jie, and then rubbed his huge head in Fang Jie's arms. Fang Xie rubbed his chaotic forehead, and said softly You don't know who I'm thinking about, but the person I'm thinking about will definitely know that I'm thinking about her.

But what's the use?

The sky is so deep, it's like an ocean, separated by it, after all.

There was a faint rustling sound in the distance, Fang Xie looked back at the south bank of the river, put away the longing that he couldn't say to anyone, he patted Chaochao's neck, and Chaochao immediately jumped away. A mile away, Qilin and Nie Xiaoju were waiting there with Fang Jie's five hundred personal soldiers, and as soon as the white lion appeared, they knew it was time to come.

The ten elites of the battalion wearing bright light armor stood under the broken bridge, the broken bridge blocked the moonlight, and in the shadows, they could clearly see that there were many people on the south bank of the river approaching, but the people on the south bank of the river could not see them under the broken bridge at all. At this time, Fang Jie, who was lying down the slope of the broken bridge, did not seem to care at all about the enemy who had already reached the river. He was still looking at the sky, and his eyes seemed to tell something.

However, no one ever hears such a complaint.

The unspeakable pain is the real pain.

Fang Xie was lying on the broken bridge, and he was not allowed to look at it, so he knew what was being prepared on the south side of the riverbank. Listening to the sound, it should be that many people carried a very heavy object to the river, and then there was the sound of rushing water. This section of the Jinshui River is the narrowest place, only a dozen meters, and it is not difficult to build the pontoon bridge on the river bank in advance. When the Great Sui attacked Nanchen, the officials of the Ministry of Industry of the Great Sui accompanied him, and this kind of pontoon bridge built in advance was used when crossing the Lishui.

I thought that the Sui army would send people down to the river to drive piles to build a pontoon bridge, but what I saw was a group of men who were not afraid of death carrying the pontoon bridge that had been built into the water, and then braving the rain of arrows to straighten the pontoon bridge.

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

The Southern Yan army only needs to build a pontoon bridge more than ten meters long. The water-based man dragged the pontoon bridge to prevent it from being washed away by the water, and the sound of the rushing water sounded not far from Fang Jie, followed by a heavy wheezing sound, and it was obvious that the people who came first were also tired.

Fang Xie didn't care about it at all, still lying on the broken bridge and looking at the sky. Under the broken bridge, standing in the shadows was the elite of the battalion, and he didn't move. They covered the cold Da Mo knife with a cloth cover, and looked at the Nanyan soldiers crossing the river on the pontoon bridge under the moonlight with cold eyes.

Then, Fang Xie heard a very strange sound.

It was like a heavy carriage running over a pontoon bridge, but what did the Southern Yan army that came to attack Dingyuan City do with the heavy carriage. He looked sideways, and under the moonlight, there was indeed a horse pulling a very strange cart passing over the pontoon. Others may not recognize what it is, but Fang Jie's eyes changed when he first saw it.

The carriage that crossed the bridge was accompanied by several people who were obviously dressed differently from the Nanyan soldiers. He looked taller, and he didn't wear the standard uniform of the Southern Yan army.

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

There were quite a few Southern Yan troops who wanted to sneak attack Dingyuan City, but only one carriage came. The night is the best barrier to cover people's hearts, and it is also the best barrier to cover the figure. Fang Xie lay on the broken bridge, but no one found him. Nanyan's army began to assemble by the river, and the wagon was driven to the front of the line.

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

However, Fang Xie heard a bit of hideousness from it.

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

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In the dark

Two sword-like lights suddenly exploded, as if two lightning bolts had fallen from the night sky. The two elites of the ministry battalion suddenly jumped up from under the bridge, and the big Mo knife in their hands shook off the cloth cover and slashed down on the pontoon bridge. With a click, the pontoon bridge was split by a knife, and before the Nanyan soldiers on the pontoon bridge could reflect, more than ten people rushed out from under the broken bridge, and ten Da Mo knives picked up and slashed, and the pontoon bridge didn't last long, and the part that was on the bank of the river was split.

With a creak, the disconnected pontoon bridge moved out to one side along the current, and the soldiers on the pontoon cried out in panic and crouched on the pontoon in an attempt to find safety. But most of the soldiers were still unsteady by the sudden shock, and fell from above, and rushed downstream down the river with a lap in the rushing water.

This change came too suddenly, and the Nanyan army didn't expect that there were people hiding under the broken bridge.

Before they could calm down from the panic, a fire suddenly burned out of their ranks, and the fire suddenly appeared, and then quickly spread out, and before long, at least a dozen people were engulfed in the inexplicable fire. And the fire looked so weird that it couldn't be extinguished even if it was rolling on the ground. Moreover, as soon as the soldiers who came to the rescue came into contact with each other, the flames burned as if they had spirits.

In a matter of moments, dozens of people were swept into the flames.

It was also at this time that the Nanyan soldiers who crossed the river saw a person standing on the broken bridge, wearing a black robe, which blended in with the night. But why are those eyes so cold?

The Nanyan soldiers who saw this person all had the illusion that they were being targeted by the beasts of the wilderness. It was a fear that crept out of my heart, uncontrollable.

The Southern Yan army that crossed the river was about more than 1,000 people, and the follow-up people were stopped by the current on the south bank.

They watched the fire burn, but they had no idea where it came from.

Then they saw a man leaping up from the broken bridge like an eagle, holding a long knife that was spitting flames.

In the dark night, the flaming long knife was so strange and eye-catching.

That night-like person, carrying a hot and cruel knife in his hand, rushed into the Nanyan army, no one could understand his mood at this time, the depression caused by longing seemed to have all been transformed into murderous energy, and the violent but ruthless demon swept everyone near him into hell. The long knife shook, and the flame attached to the long knife stretched outward for a full three meters, and it looked as if he was holding a three-meter-long fire dragon.

The fire knife swept through, cutting off more than a dozen people, and then the flames quickly submerged the corpses.

Fang Xie seemed to be crazy, brandishing a fire knife and rampage through the crowd of the Southern Yan army, and none of the Southern Yan soldiers who stopped in front of him, whether they wanted to resist or turned around and ran, escaped from his knife. Dozens of officers who had crossed the river first rushed over, and one of them was slaughtered by the long knife that fell into the devil's path.

The corpse knives were layer after layer, and the fire knives were still slashing down.

"Something seems wrong with the General!"

Chun Gu took the other nine elites of the battalion to form a battle formation and killed the crowd, she looked at the crazy general and felt a wave of fear in her heart for no reason. Fang Xie seemed to have become another person this night, venting the violence and depression in his heart to the fullest.

Every time the three-meter-long fire knife slashed, a group of people fell.

A Nanyan soldier ran back in a panic, his back was swept by the scorching blade, his body that was still running cracked from his waist with a pop, and his lower body ran out two more steps before he fell, and the upper body that landed on the ground had already fallen to the ground. The bloody viscera hula was suddenly transferred out of the body, and after being consumed by the flames, it quickly emitted a scorching smell.

"Hell!"

I don't know who shouted first, and when he threw away the weapon in his hand, he turned around and ran. The Nanyan army, which had not yet figured out what was happening, was forced to flee in all directions by one person.

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

Chun Gu shouted, and quickly moved towards Fang Xie with the camp. On the battlefield, there are often people who are fascinated by blood and become a madman, who only knows how to kill people non-stop. In the end, he will either die of exhaustion, or it will be difficult to regain his senses, and if no one wakes him up from that state as soon as possible, the rest of his life will be useless even if he is alive.

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

He just...... Somewhat painful.

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The sound of a bang bang came from a distance, and it was the characteristic sound of the fire gun. In the middle of the night, a few tiny meteors quickly headed towards Fang Jie, and the lead bullets left straight marks in mid-air. Fang Jie's knife turned in front of him, and in the clanging sound, the lead bullets were bounced out, and several Nanyan soldiers around him immediately fell down with a wail.

Fang Xie saw the place where the fire bolt came out, kicked his feet, and his body bounced up like a cannonball, and then fell heavily in front of those foreigners. In the frightened eyes of those blonde and blue-eyed foreigners, Fang Xie split the two people in front with a knife, and their heads rolled on the ground far away, and they could see very clearly because they were burned by the fire.

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

At this time, the sound of horses' hooves came from afar.

Qilin and Nie Xiaoju came with cavalry.

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The Southern Yan troops on the south bank of the river did not dare to release their arrows, because the feather arrows were shot and their companions were killed and wounded. They watched as the burning figure scurried through 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 no choice but to retreat, because they all knew that the companions who crossed the river were finished, and the gods could not save them.

Fang Xie withdrew the flames from the Chaolu Knife, and sat down on the edge of the broken bridge with some exhaustion.

He looked up at the sky, but still didn't find the star.