Near the wall, braziers fell on the road, and charcoal and residual flames tumbled on the stone floor, leaving a moment of light and extinguishment.

Several blacks braved the rain of arrows to climb the sentry tower, they were not afraid of bows and arrows, and they still killed the sentry with several arrows in their bodies

There was no sentinel to stabilize order and prevent the next onslaught, and countless soldiers just shouted "defeated, defeated!" with weapons in hand, and then fled in a hurry.

Hei Xiao then made a hole in a walled wall.

In the alternation of light and extinction, there are the rejected horses that have been destroyed in all directions, the countless flags that have been trampled after falling, the collapsed defense line of the Lai army, and the soldiers who are scattered and fleeing.

Drawing Qi from the Yuan Pond and continuously refining the Qi in the orderly flow of the meridians is a prerequisite for the use of the Zhou Technique.

Among the routed Lai army, one by one the Zhou divisions were in chaos in the face of the unprecedented black eyes, and they basically forgot how to draw qi from the Yuan Pool.

On the frenzied twilight of spring night, there seemed to be a lot of sound in the air, but the young Lai soldiers only heard a muffled "buzzing" sound in their ears, they held knives, and were wrapped in the chaotic crowd and retreated.

Behind the retreating Lai army, there was a black eye like a tiger descending the mountain, and in the strange battle cry, the charging black eye chased the retreating Lai army and started the harvest.

Pierced with the tail,

Claw decapitation,

In the trick showing all the ways of killing, one after another the corpses of the soldiers were thrown behind the routing crowd.

Some of the heads are different,

Some of the necks are bleeding,

Some were reduced to pieces,

The chasing black eyes washed off one layer and then kept to clear the next layer, killing the soldiers layer by layer.

When the routs ran to the baggage hoarding point, a heroic officer led a group of archers arrived, and the officer killed several of the rout soldiers with a sword, and reorganized the rout with shouts and curses.

"Shoot the arrows!"

In the gusts of wind, Hei Yan, who was not afraid of bows and arrows, immediately turned into ashes as soon as he was hit.

The Xu archers hired by the Lai army proved at this time that their salaries were three times higher than that of ordinary soldiers, and they were hit hard as soon as the black eyes were exposed to their field of vision.

Ye Yuchang was lying on the ground, and the heavy shield pressed on his body, almost out of breath.

The shouts of the soldiers rang in my ears.

"Monsters!"

"This—This is the Black Eye!"

When Hei Xiao rushed to the wall, the shield at the door of the tent and the shield of the shield soldiers on his side were pushed down by the wind, pressing Ye Yuchang to the ground, and he was lucky not to be directly hit by Hei Wei's claws, and the two shields covering her blocked Hei Wei who rushed over.

Although the soldiers around him were all killed by Hei Wei and reduced to corpses, two Zhou divisions arrived in time to annihilate the nearby Hei Wei.

Ye Yuchang took a deep breath, plucked up his courage, and crawled out from under the two broken shields.

Wolves and tigers crisscrossed the perimeter of the camp, and some of them gradually infiltrated the village, sweeping away the scattered and panicked soldiers due to the collapse of the front.

Because he had seen a lot of deaths these days, and had fought a big battle with the Jin army before, Ye Yuchang was not stunned for too long, and immediately glanced at the surrounding enemy cavalry, while holding his sword and retreating to a high point sensitively, erecting his own banner with the word "Ye", and began to gather soldiers and gradually restore order.

A neighing horse roared in his ears, and the cavalry began to come to his side, and he was immediately relieved, and it was more convenient for them to pass on the news.

Through the cavalry, Ye Yuchang gathered the scattered Zhou divisions, and personally led them to pacify the fallen areas in the camp, and cleared the black eyes one by one, after the camp was cleared, the Zhou division went to drive away the black eyes on the periphery, and at the same time Ye Yuchang organized soldiers to repair the wall.

It wasn't until the night receded and the day returned that the darkness gradually receded.

Groups of people and drifters used shovels to fill in the pits and then erected tombstones, and in the pits lay lay the Lesodid soldiers who died last night.

Today, Hei Xiao has no intention of attacking, Luo Keding wants the soldiers to be on guard on the one hand, and on the other hand, he organizes people to dispose of the corpses of these days, if they are not dealt with in time, it is easy to attract the plague.

Ye Yuchang stood from a distance and watched, and the body was directly transported by wheelbarrow and thrown into the pit to fill in the soil and bury.

Some Wu soldiers of the Lai army were standing by several graves, watching their fellow villagers who died in battle buried one by one, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old Wu girl saw Ye Yuchang in the distance and smiled at him reluctantly, and Ye Yuchang also returned a reluctant smile.

This girl is not a human being to Zhong Dajun, she once saved herself with a sword.

Is this a greeting?

Ye Yuchang was a little puzzled, he was about to walk over to say a few words, but saw that the girl of Wu turned around and the other Wu women began to fill the soil for the compatriots in the pit, they filled the soil very slowly, as if they were carrying out a sacred ceremony, and the Wu people sang the elegy of their hometown in a low voice while filling in.

Wu Yin bursts, Wu people were injured.

So Ye Yuchang stopped, he couldn't disturb the last solemnity of the deceased before he entered the ground.

Seeing the graves that were appearing one by one, Ye Yuchang looked at the whereabouts of the dead again, silent.

Originally just a wilderness, today it has become a cemetery, and the soldiers who died because of the black eyes were the first residents of this place.

People who have gone through all kinds of causes and effects have returned to the soil here, but there is no decent funeral, just entering the pit, sealing the soil, erecting a monument, and so on.

Now the living have time to pay attention to something, and the dead are naturally not in a position to hold a funeral.

Ye Yuchang put his finger close to his nose and sniffed it, always feeling that there was still a smell of blood.

"Every day of my life, are all kinds of people dying...... If you're not careful, you'll get involved in all kinds of things and die casually......"

Ye Yu let out a long sigh.

While sighing, Zhong Dajun's right hand grasped the handle of the waist knife.

Secretly admonishing himself that life is like this, thanks to the word 'Ting'.

You have to hold on, you have to die if you die, and there is no other way to live.

Ye Yuchang looked at Shen Cheng and scolded in a low voice: "There are monsters here, then the Ink Shirt Hall should know about it, but it was not informed by the messenger yesterday, because it was thinking that after weakening our strength, we can only rely on them further, right?"