By the end of August, the weather in the east of the river has gradually become cooler, and the rising sunlight is sprinkled on the dew of the grass and leaves, which is crystal clear. To the east of the river, the wilderness was as desolate as ever, with weeds and crops scarce.

A group of black-clad knights in short armor rode their horses on the official road, about twenty people, all of them were cantilevered with short crossbows on the saddle side, and the horizontal swords at their waists rose and fell with the horses. These knights all had faces as hard as iron, and their eyes were cold and resolute, as if they had no emotion. The horses galloped by, and the dew on the weeds on the roadside fell one after another.

One of the armor soldiers in the team accidentally tilted his head, just in time to see the rising sun climbing up the mountain, and the warm glow hit his face, making the eyes of this handsome young student look extremely bright; The childishness on the upright facial features has not faded, but it has a resolute color. He was slender, like a freshly polished spear.

The sun was red and dripping with blood. Hope is a good sign, Li Congjing thought to himself.

Li Congjing, originally an ordinary young man in the 21st century, spent his most youthful years in a second-rate university, and could not find a good job after graduation, so he could only start telemarketing, fooling customers to buy insurance under the guise of a bank. Such an ordinary small salesman, when he woke up one day, he found that he was a good self and came to the fifth generation.

Now it is the nineteenth year of God's blessing, fifteen years ago, the Tang Dynasty, which was once prosperous, came to an end of its life. At present, it is a troubled era known as the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, and the princes of the world are lined up, fighting each other endlessly. Among them, the most powerful are Li Cunqing, the king of Jin in Hedong, Hebei, and Zhu Youzhen, the Later Liang Emperor who dominated the Central Plains, a descendant of Zhu Wen.

And Li Congjing's identity in this life is the heir of a general under the command of King Jin.

His body was originally named Li Congzhen, and because he had made meritorious contributions to the north with the King of Jin to conquer the Khitan a few days ago, he was given the name "Jing" - Li Congjing.

Li Congjing withdrew his gaze from the red sun, lifted his spirits, and continued to observe his surroundings as he ran.

Yesterday, the scouts of the two armies of Liang and Jin met in the area of Xiaohe Village, and after a short confrontation, all the scouts of the Liang army were executed, and there was only one scout left in the Jin army. After the scout went back and reported the situation to the Jin king Li Cunqing, he also died of exhaustion. In order to further explore the reality of the Liang army, Li Cunmiao, the king of Jin, immediately selected the elite of the army and rushed to Xiaohe Village. As a member of the Jin King's army from Ma Zhi, Li Congjing took the initiative to ask for his life and became one of these elites.

The team headed by the team suddenly raised its arms, and the whole cavalry gradually slowed down, from slowing down to standing, but in five breaths, the twenty or so people moved neatly, without a trace of noise.

"It's past yesterday's scout encounter." Team leader Li Rong grinned, and his deep voice had extraordinary penetrating power, "Dismount." ”

Li Congjing and all the sergeants rolled off the saddle in unison, his movements clean and neat, and his heartbeat was a little faster at this time—because of nervousness and excitement.

Everyone took off the arm brigade crossbow, the horses were pulled into the roadside forest to hide, and after leaving one person to guard, Li Rong took Li Congjing and others to touch forward.

Soon after, a small village appeared in view. The village is dilapidated and unusually quiet. Li Congjing knew that this was Xiaohe Village. Located on the front line of the war, the people in the village are afraid that they have already fled cleanly.

Li Rong led the people through the village, made sure that there was no one in the village, and walked forward for a considerable distance, stopped, and then ordered the two sergeants to continue to move forward to sentry, and the others began to make some simple arrangements on the official road, and after everything was in order, everyone hid on the gentle slopes on both sides of the official road.

All men carried out the orders silently and without any dissent, whether they understood them or not.

Li Congjing crouched down and threw himself among the grass and trees. glanced at Li Rong, who was also lying next to him, and after thinking about it, he asked softly, "Team Zheng, what are we doing here?" ”

Li Rong didn't move, "Wait." ”

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for Liang Jun."

"What are they waiting for?"

"Wait for them to die." Li Rong habitually grinned and showed a smile, which had a cruel taste.

Li Congjing stopped talking. He knew that next, he would face again another life-and-death test in this era. Speaking of which, this is not the first time. A few days ago, he followed the King of Jin to conquer the Khitan in the north, Li Cunqiao killed four in and four out of the Khitan army, and the battle was extremely tragic, as his personal guard, Li Congjing almost died in the chaos.

The sun rose a little higher, and the sunlight shone through the branches of the trees, hitting Li Congjing's cold willow leaf armor, and he picked a grass stalk and held it in his mouth, chewing it slowly.

Li Congjing doesn't know if he will die in the next battle today, but he knows that the only way for him to survive in this era is to keep fighting - either stepping on other people's bones to survive, or dying in battle and becoming a stepping stone for others. Because, here, it is troubled times.

Since waking up, he came to the fifth generation inexplicably, and in the blink of an eye, Li Congjing has been living in this era for a full ten years.

Ten years with a flick of his fingers, all the discomfort has already been adapted, ten years like a white horse, Li Congjing still looks like an ordinary person, without holding thousands of troops, where the knife goes, the army gallops. The so-called dream of relying on extraordinary wisdom to play with historical figures in the palm of his hand and get it at his fingertips is so unrealistic.

The simplest, how can a fledgling that has never been killed by a single person defeat those veterans who have been on the battlefield for many years and are scarred? How can an ordinary person who has lived in the city for many years and has not yet risen to the top calculate those wise men who have achieved fame in troubled times?

Because of this, Li Congjing spent ten years honing his martial arts, familiarizing himself with poetry, calligraphy, and the art of war, and observing the world. Now, he kills people, and he does everything he can, just because he wants to live in this troubled world.

"Here we are." Li Rong suddenly whispered.

Li Congjing's whole body suddenly tightened, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the entire scene around the official road was taken in by him. After a while, the faint sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the Russians became more and more urgent, and a team of red knights without flags appeared on the official road.

Li Congjing was not worried at all that Liang Jun would really appear on the official road as Li Rong said. If the scouts are lost on the front line, the Lord will inevitably send follow-up spies to find out the situation, the difference is only who arrived in this place first and who has the most people.

And what Li Congjing is worried about is whether Liang Jun is really here to die.

Who is the Hunter?

"Twenty-one." Li Rong glanced at it and immediately determined the number of people on the other side. As a scout, it is the elite of the elite in the army, and it is similar to the existence of special forces in later generations, and points are naturally the basic skills.

Li Congjing saw that the outfit of this Liang army was almost the same as his own, and they were all short armor horizontal knife arm brigade short crossbows. In order to pursue the ultimate speed, scouts strive to be light in their equipment, and some scouts do not even wear armor. This is quite different from the special forces armed to the teeth in later generations.

In the blink of an eye, Liang Jun was already close in front of him, and the sound of horses' hooves was like a drumbeat, hitting Li Congjing's heart hard. From seeing Liang Jun to Liang Jun approaching, the distance during this period was not long, and the time spent by the other party was extremely short, but in Li Congjing's perception, time seemed to have passed a spring and autumn, everything seemed to be slow at this time, and the air around seemed to have solidified, and there was no sound for half a minute.

Li Congjing's eyes rose and fell as the other horse's hooves lifted, and he seemed to be able to feel the breathing of the war horse running forward, it was an indomitable rhythm, even if it was moving towards death.

Li Congjing felt someone pat him on the shoulder, turned his head to look, and saw Li Rong stretching out his index finger to point at the other party, and then pointed at himself, and then pointed at the other two and pointed at Li Congjing. Li Congjing immediately realized that Li Rong was distributing kill targets to himself.

Nodding, Li Congjing said he understood.

At this moment, the leader of the Liang army suddenly raised his hand to hold the reins of the horse, and threw his knife-like eyes at Li Congjing's side. The team behind him also stopped in an instant.

Li Congjing's heart tightened, as if his heart was pinched fiercely. He knew that his side might have been detected by the other party, although he didn't know how the other party could not predict the prophet, but the subconscious that should be on the battlefield was not lost at this moment. A murderous intent rose in his eyes, and he got up, wielded his crossbow, aimed, and shot in one go. With a muffled sound of the bowstring, the crossbow bolts came out in response, heading straight for the target door!

An arrow was issued, and Li Congjing's fast-beating heart calmed down, and even the pulse of his heart returned to normal. With his eyes fixed on his target, he leaned back with his right hand and accurately pulled out a crossbow arrow, which was quickly loaded onto the crossbow machine.

At the same time, nearly twenty crossbow arrows were fired in the woods on both sides of the road.

"Enemy attack!" The leader of the Liang army tilted his head and shouted at the same time, and the Liang army rolled off the saddle one after another. And with the sound of crossbow arrows shooting into the body, the screams and muffled snorts have come and gone, bright red blood flowers bloom in the air, horses neigh like weeping, and the life that was fresh a moment ago suddenly lost consciousness.

However, even with the elite of the scouts, under the protection of the armor, there are only a few who can shoot a deadly crossbow arrow, and the surviving Liang army sergeants use the horse as a screen, desperately stabilizing the restless horse's hooves, and at the same time holding the crossbow in hand, looking for opportunities to counterattack, showing good military quality.

It's just that the Jin army has taken the lead, with mental calculation or unintentional, a wave of salvo has caused a lot of casualties to the Liang army, how can it give the Liang army a chance to breathe at this time?

After two arrows, Li Rong roared and led the people out of the forest. When the Jin army scout rushed out, the short crossbow of the arm brigade in his hand fired another arrow, and he didn't care whether he hit the target or not, he threw away the short crossbow casually, pulled out the horizontal knife on his waist, and in the short sound of metal friction, his footsteps leaped, and he swung his knife to kill the Liang army in front of him!

When the Jin army sent out the third arrow of crossbow arrows, many Liang troops also successively pulled the trigger of the crossbow arrows in their hands, although this wave of crossbow arrows was not effective on both sides, and the cover component was greater than the killing intent, but there were also unlucky people who were shot by crossbow arrows.

As soon as Li Congjing drew his knife, he saw a scout rushing in front of him, an arrow through his throat, and his head was like a hammer, and he fell back violently. At such close range, the scout's body was carried backwards by the tremendous impact, and a streak of blood spilled into the air.

Even earlier, he had experienced a lot of battles with Li Cunqing, and Li Congjing was also shocked by this scene. However, under the rush of blood, he didn't care about anything else, with the horizontal knife in his hand, Li Congjing rushed to the front of the Liang Jun who had been staring at him for a long time with the fastest sprint speed in his life, and swung the horizontal knife with all his might.