When Li Jun was in the loess area, he had a nickname called Mixed River Dragon, and when Huizong was still in charge of his old man, this mixed river dragon had a very happy life.

Those Song soldiers who were rotten to the root were not opponents of him and his subordinates at all, just by selling illicit salt, he could earn money every month, as long as he gave some delicacies and seafood to the nearby mountain gate during the New Year's holidays, no one dared to care about his affairs.

But all the good days built on the basis of the fish and meat village and the traitor department have come to an end with the past of the new dynasty.

Almost overnight, Li Jun's good life was shattered, it was really overnight, I don't know which bold maniac broke into his door on a dark and windy night, killed half of his doormen, and then smashed his own head with the incense burner used to burn incense at the door.

When I woke up again, there was such a murderer in a black coat in front of me, asking myself whether I wanted to live or die, phew! Only fools want to die!

Li Jun was assigned to the punishment camp like this, at first he didn't know what it was, and then when he figured out the way, it was too late.

In less than three months, there were no street lamps to hang in the punishment camp, and even the branches in the camp were full of corpses.

Li Junna really hoped that the imperial court would send him to the battlefield and die, but later he regretted it, the broken place in southern Xinjiang is really not a place for people to stay, and the chaos and chaos of the dog days are really not things, so that people dare not die and are afraid of death.

Li Jun, who has been traveling south and north for many years, has seen almost all the bullies, village bandits, and even tiger spirits who eat people in the mountains in the larger and larger punishment camps, and finally realized that the Song Empire has really changed the sky, and there will never be a better life again, so he gave up the idea of going to the mountains to rebel, and carefully studied the military reform regulations in the punishment camp, and strived to clear his guilt as soon as possible.

In the end, Li Jun and the other one hundred and seven brothers who were lucky enough to survive a year came out alive and agreed to work hard together for a better tomorrow of the new dynasty, of course, the above is all, but Li Jun believes that as long as they dare not say so, they dare to let them go back to the furnace and rebuild for a year with a smile and a smile at their black coats behind them.

At that time, it is estimated that the one hundred single eight generals killed by the punishment camp will be left with one single eight generals in the sky.

Li Jun didn't like black coats, he never liked them, and he couldn't stand the rules of the new dynasty that were horizontal and vertical without the slightest human touch, so when the military department recruited outstanding officers to go to the Far South to reclaim the sea, he decisively signed up.

Not only him, but also those old brothers scattered on all fronts across the country have written letters, if there is another world in the Far South that can be played, be sure to send a letter to the brothers, everyone will get together again, and the rampant domineering is actually not a whispering and mourning?

Li Jun was able to survive in the punishment camp, and he did learn a lot of practical things, anyone in the face of the choice of life and death, he will learn very quickly, he can visually measure the trajectory, and calculate the strike range of the musket phalanx by mental arithmetic, because those who can't be calculated died by his own mistakes.

Relying on his excellent skills among the aborigines, despite the low score in the political examination, Li Jun still came, and lived happily in the Far South.

Obviously, in the eyes of those officials of the new dynasty or black coats, yellow-haired, green-haired and other Fanbang people are not their own people, Li Jun can swagger through the market as before, and no one will come to the door to lock him up, mixed Jianglong decided at that time, this is his retirement place!

As for the chaos juxta? Can you still be as powerful as the Great Wall defense line? Li Jun is confident that he will hold this broken line of defense, and hold that Zuimu City, it will be regarded as Lao Tzu's salary in advance, and in the future, Lao Tzu will eat a watermelon or something in the city, if anyone dares to collect money, he will call it over!

those black coats! Li Jun secretly glanced at Xu Yichen, subconsciously straightened his waist, and took advantage of the musket phalanx to fire, he also tied the wind and discipline buckle on his military uniform, and took the time to wipe the badge on his breastplate to make them more shiny.

"There must be a High Demon in the Black Forest commanding them, or worse, there's a small Chaos Portal there." Heminsk stared at the defense line for a while, and said to Xu Yichen: "If you don't solve that commander, the war won't stop." ”

"Two hours ago, a cavalry broke through into the Black Forest, but so far no news has come back, can you sense the location of the Chaos Gate or the High Demon in the [Meditation] state?" Xu Yichen glanced at the message sent back by Li Yanlong and asked.

"No, the chaotic aura here is so strong that it completely interferes with my perception, and if it goes on like this, it won't take them a few hours to summon more difficult guys to come out." Hamensk had rarely encountered such a serious chaos problem before, and this kind of war-level chaos erosion would usually attract the intervention of legendary powerhouses.

But the Far South is clearly a blank in legendary power, and they can only rely on themselves.

"Then we can only count on the god of luck to take refuge." Xu Yichen shrugged his shoulders, this is a cold joke, if the world he is in really has a god of luck, he will not encounter an enemy like Chaos at all.

"We are hunters of the Wolf School, rely on your sense of smell and eyes, apprentice." Heminsk drew his weapon and glanced at the other party's huge chainsaw sword with some jealousy, he felt that old Kane was a little too partial to this apprentice: "Don't let your weapon be disgraced! ”

After saying this, Hemminsk's face turned a little red, he remembered the other party's series of exaggerated slashing records, and felt that he was not qualified to say this sentence at all, so he rushed to the Black Forest along a straight line with his head stuffy, and the long sword in his hand was like lightning wherever he passed, killing a white path against the chaos demon tide.

Master Gast led the druids to fill the gaps in the thin breastwork with a layer of gritty vines that grew spikes at an exaggerated rate, hurting enemies as they tried to get closer.

"Head, you have to solve the problem outside quickly, I only have less than two hundred guards left, I can't trust those nobles, I always feel that the current situation in the city is something they are doing in secret." The assassin Fan Li glanced at the nobles gathered in the lord's mansion and remained vigilant.