At this moment, it is night. In the darkness there was an abrupt day, and a bolt of lightning flashed by, reflecting the surroundings in a bright light, and then everything went down again, and returned to darkness. In an instant, you can clearly see everything around you, including the trees, dirt and rocks, and the shadowy figure.

The horizon was dark and oppressive, and in the silent darkness of the night even the moon did not want to come out, and the northernmost star was dim. The continuous thunder roar resounded in the world, and there was a thunderclap, and the ensuing electric light reflected the figure of a group of about 100 cavalrymen who were speeding forward under the black clouds.

All black armor and black helmets, even the horses under the seat are black, and they are like shadows when they pass through the night. Only their eyes were not black, and the electric light reflected in the middle of the pupils of the lightning striking, but then the pupils merged with the darkness in the middle of the moment.

When the lightning was gone, they were all gone, except for the slight tremor of the ground and the roar of horses as they trampled the dust. Beyond that, there was the sound of wind, thunder, and no sound, and the cavalry walked through the night like a ghost, all the way south to the dust.

"Hurry up. It should be raining in this ghost weather, and it is a thunderstorm, so we must hurry as soon as possible to see if there is any shelter from the rain ahead, or go to the post station. The leading cavalryman said in a deep voice, sniffing the tip of his nose, sensing the faint moisture in the air that was rapidly condensing. Coupled with the lightning and thunder, as well as the sudden strong wind, these prelude phenomena all indicate that a rainstorm is brewing and may fall at any time.

He clamped his legs around the horse's belly and pulled the reins to make the horse run faster again. The other hand subconsciously tightened the cloak on his body, and the coldness brought by the autumn wind seemed to be able to soak into his bones, making his body a little sluggish because of this.

The man smiled self-deprecatingly again, took a deep breath and died coldly, the cold air entered his throat, making him a little more sober.

"Let's go!"

The speed of the cavalry increased a few more times, and the men and horses turned into black shadows and rushed into the dark wasteland. As a result, before they had advanced for a few miles, a torrential downpour of rain suddenly came, and fine raindrops fell, and in the blink of an eye, the cavalry was drenched.

"It doesn't look like the rain will stop so easily." The man who was slightly behind the leading cavalry said, the rain running down his helmet and seeping into his mouth as soon as he opened it a little.

He carried a large spear on his back, under which were two halberds tilted and crossed, and a bow tied to the horse's back, so to speak, fully armed. It's just that now he is extremely embarrassed, the armor on his body can block swords, guns and halberds, but it can't block the fine raindrops, his whole body has been drenched in the rain, and the clothes inside are completely as if soaked in water, sticky.

The other cavalryman next to him just nodded, did not speak, and reached out to wipe the rain from his mouth. His gaze fell on the darkness ahead, and a little bit of raindrops kept falling, as if he could see the trajectory of a little fall.

Now the situation of their group is mostly the same, and everyone has become a chicken in the soup under the rain. But no one complained, and they still moved forward in silence, just like this eternal night.

"There's an ambush!" The leading cavalryman shouted, his head slightly to the side, his left hand stretched out, and his palm firmly grasped the shaft of the feathered arrow shot at his forehead, and the end of the wet arrow feather still trembled.

Then a bolt of lightning swept through the sky, and his eyes saw the feathered arrows that pierced through the rain, and the whistling sound was inaudible in the rain. It can be said that this is a long-planned ambush, and it is precisely this rain in the world that has helped them like a stroke of genius.

Just God? My life is up to me, not God. The leader will receive the halberd tied to the back of the dismount, and his eyes are cold.

"Shield." He used his halberd to dispel the feathered arrows that had been fired, and shouted loudly.

"Royal!" Thirty horsemen responded, they took off the big shields they were carrying behind their backs, their hands were forced, and the horses under them neighed, and they were already standing on the back of the horses, and the whole person leaped forward.

"Boom." When the shield hit the ground, it made a loud noise, and countless muddy splashes smeared their clothes and armor with an unsightly layer of earthy gray, and even their faces had an extra layer of-yellow silt.

No one made any movement, no one made a sound, and they held their shields firmly in front of them. The people at the bottom were half-kneeling, the people on the second floor were standing, and the people on the third level were standing on the shoulders of the half-kneeling people on the first level, and there was a shield firmly in front of them. In this way, with a small shield, they erected a large shield that was indestructible and could block the rain of arrows in front of them!

"Ding Ding Ding ......" There was a sound of feathered arrows colliding with metal shields from outside the shield wall, which seemed so insignificant under the sound of rain.

"Scatter." The leading cavalry was stationed on horseback.

With his order, the cavalry behind him had dispersed, and Qi Qi had an extra light leather shield in his hand to defend against the feathered arrow fire they might receive after leaving the shield wall. In the other hand, he held the saber, the blade of which was so smooth that water flowed down the edge. They are able to control the horses and balance their bodies with their legs alone, a transcendent skill that anyone who knows here will know that it can only be honed over many years of experience with horses.

The leading cavalryman frowned slightly, he seemed to smell a smell? It may seem a little ridiculous, but it was almost intuitive, he didn't know if it was a delusion, but since not long ago, there had been many ambushes and assassinations of such a layout, and even twenty or thirty of his soldiers had died! You know, these are soldiers who have followed him for many years, and they are elite soldiers who can gallop with him across the Xianbei grassland, and the death of each one of them makes his heart feel like blood.

"Damn it!" The eyes of the leading cavalry were blazing with flames, as if a real murderous aura spread out through the rain curtain. The falling raindrops seemed to be stagnant for a while because of this murderous atmosphere, and the other cavalry were fine, but they still felt stuffy in their chests, which was still exercised after following him for many years, otherwise it would be a lack of breath.

He turned his face sideways and said to the cavalry beside him, who had been silent, "Pepin, I'll leave it to you next." ”

"Yes." The cavalry remained silent, only nodding in response.

"Then I'll ...... I went. "The leading cavalry straightened up, rolled over and dismounted, and the tall back could give anyone psychological oppression. As his words fell, he had already left the two horsemen who had not moved upwards, and he jumped out, leaving a huge hole in his place, which was quickly filled by the rain.

"Die, scum!" He leapt to the heights, over the shield wall, and went as far as he could.

Looking through the indifferent eyes, you can clearly see everything sneaky in the dark, as well as the smell that is even more obvious. He smiled, his scarlet tongue slightly stretched out at the corners of his mouth, there was rain, but under his taste, it gave the taste of blood. So, he fell, and with him fell the halberd in his hand.

"Boom." There was a roar all around, the loud sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"He's angry." Unleashed the spear from his back, the tip of the spear was thrown downward towards the ground, and it was firmly nailed into the soil.

Holding the two halberds with both backhands, he pulled them out of their sleeves, and as the blades of the two halberds rubbed, the screeching sound drowned out the sound of the rain.

"Then I can't be slow!" The twin halberds flew out from between their hands, slashed through an arc, flew over the sides of the shield wall, and swept into the darkness. He had already drawn his spear, and the two black shadows of man and horse merged into one, and soon disappeared into the dark curtain of screams and thunder in front of him.

(End of chapter)