The blood-red light filled the entire void, the empty ground, the west wind was whining, the messy and broken flag was on the straight flagpole, swaying with the wind, the vultures fell to the ground, the chilling eyes turned, looked into the distance, and let out a scream, empty, lonely, the loess floated in the air, like a stained veil, the sound of the horse's hooves sounded like a snow-capped mountain, the dust and smoke were billowing, which was not only the messy flying smoke caused by the horses' hooves trampling the ground, but also like the hustle and bustle of the world. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The bleakness of the battlefield is the result of confrontation between people, where there are no enemies in front of us, no trees, and only brown and dry sand remains on the uneven ground.

In front of Nalan Qing is a river that is not too wide, but it is very turbulent, ordinary people dare not wade deeply, I don't know how deep the water is, what is gratifying is that there is still a place that can be passed on this river that cannot be judged to be dangerous, and it is precisely a wooden bridge for two and a half horses to pass.

On the wooden bridge, there is a temperament, and under the fluttering temperament stands a black-faced man, about 1.9 meters tall (please forgive me for not using a ruler to express it, MD I don't understand how to transform this ancient ruler and modern rice), leopard head and tiger eyes, swallow jaw and tiger whiskers. What an apt description of appearance, Nalan Qing thought that if the development process of the novel was still followed, then this person would be Zhang Fei who took over him.

When he got closer, he really saw the obvious appearance of the person, and he couldn't help but feel a pimple in his heart, his heart jumped, his feet trembled, and he almost fell off the horse, his face couldn't help but look back, with a little pity in his eyes, and he couldn't help but be a little worried about the people behind, although the people behind him were not as good as Nalan Qing's mount, but fortunately, those horses had not gone through the time-consuming and physically demanding work of stopping, so when they came over, they were not much slower than Nalan Qing.

It's just that when I saw the characters standing at the head of the bridge, even if I already knew the plot, I knew that there were not so many soldiers and horses behind the people who were quietly prepared, but when I saw the person in front of me at first glance, my heart was just like Nalan Qing thought, I shuddered a little, and I didn't dare to step forward.

All the people subconsciously hesitated, took the reins of the horse, stopped there, gasped, listened to the panting horse, their hearts beat and jumped, this is the shadow produced after living under the obscenity of others for a long time, and it cannot be lifted so easily.

And the people in the middle of the bridge ignored so many people on the other side of the bridge, just swept over Nalan Qing with their eyes, paused slightly on the child's body, and the eyes that looked at Nalan Qing were as big as copper bells, blazing, revealing brilliance, and their eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of approval. As a teacher, he understands the process of this game better than his students, and you must know that there are all people who understand the plot, and these people are all people who have created the butterfly effect, to put it bluntly, they came to this world with a golden finger.

But even so, the person who can still make history go according to the normal plot, I have to say that the person who performs this task has outstanding ability, far surpassing others, you must know that when he started, he didn't plan to be able to receive Nalan Qing.

Nalan Qing didn't know what Du Guming was thinking in his heart, and he couldn't guess the meaning in his eyes, but at least he could know that the other party had no malicious intent, so he smiled at him, flying over the past, and didn't care about the other party, since history is still developing according to the normal process, then the ending will not change much.

"Leave it to me next."

Nalan Qing rushed across the single-plank bridge, listening to the man give him a word so arrogantly, his heart couldn't help but relax a little, and it was finally over, from the confusion at the beginning, to the confused battle later, and even the numb killing, this deep feeling has not been relieved even now.

From the beginning to the present, there is only an inexplicable picture in his mind that supports his will, and the habitual killing action.

To this day, the baby in his arms is still holding his fingers with his mouth, sleeping sweetly, he turned his head to look behind, the place he had just come to was covered with yellow dust, smoky, like a place of exile, and from time to time there were many people with knives and swords, and their faces were like dry bones.

"Yanren Zhang Fei is here again, who dares to fight with you."

I saw that Du Guming's face was like black charcoal, a pair of delicate big eyes were round, fierce and vicious, and the sound was like thunder out of thin air, which caused the west wind to go down the mountain like a tiger, and the crazy howl did not stop, shaking the ground like a newborn puppy, and the horses over there were even more unbearable, looking up messy with the reins of the horse, roaring madly, and the healthy horse's hooves trampled messily on the ground, if the people above were a little careless, they would be taken off the reins by the horses.

Such a scenery also made those people behind secretly surprised, and the momentum that was finally condensed on their bodies was much weaker.

"What are you afraid of, no matter how strong you are, you are alone." One person said that everyone is a person who knows the development of the plot, and this said, many people came to the momentum, grinding their fists and trying to fight to the death with the people in front of them. But there were also many people who had different opinions, and they stood cautiously on the side of the bridge, looking at the teacher who had been disciplining them before standing on the bridge, and they were puzzled in their hearts, wanting to see something from Du Guming's face.

However, Du Guming's black face like charcoal had been tense there, his eyes were like torches, and he wanted to scorch them with a fire, how could it be possible for people to see other things?

Su San opened his eyes and looked at the characters in front of him carefully, he had always been good friends with the head teacher in the class, and he also faintly heard some inside stories about this game, looked at Du Guming who was standing in front of him, and thought about how to step forward and kill him so that he could become stronger.

At this moment, he was reluctant to turn away with a pair of slippery eyes, looking at Du Guming tightly, looking at it was a little stupid, only to see that Du Guming suddenly changed his appearance, his face swelled, and slowly deformed again, and the yellow fur was all over the dark face.

He felt that his eyes were a little sour, thinking that he might be wrong, so he rubbed his eyes and opened them slowly, but he didn't expect to startle himself immediately, there are still people there, and it is clearly a tiger goblin.

"Youkai!"

Su San screamed, there was some snortling on his feet, and he couldn't help but step back and step on the feet of the people behind him.

The people behind him were blocked by him, not knowing what was happening in front of him, pulling Su San over, looking at the frightened look on his face, he couldn't help but panic in his heart, and as soon as he retreated, he stepped on the next person.

This phenomenon spread like a plague throughout the army, and the formation was suddenly chaotic, and everyone's hearts were filled with inexplicable panic.

"Isn't there a lot of people coming?" Some people don't know, and their mouths have begun to speak haphazardly. But no one answered him, and everyone was enveloped by this inexplicable feeling.

"It's 。。。。。。 in the sense" There are also some sober people who intend to reason with the facts.

The people on the horses, in particular, shouted loudly, but before he could finish speaking, he was taken aback by the scene in front of him.

Raising his head and looking, he was completely stunned, where was a person in front of him, there were clearly thousands of people, constantly rushing out from behind Du Guming, one by one, with a mace in his hand, and his mount was a tiger in the mountains, which was clearly a group of savage warriors with wild beasts as their companions.

Seeing such a situation, the people on this side of the bridge were stunned, what is going on? The gears of history have changed, but since they are all people with golden fingers, the change is understandable.

"Yes, we are both people who know the development of the story, and so is the other party, so naturally there are variables."

"That means it makes sense that there are so many people."

The few horsemen on horseback were also stunned, cold sweat broke out on their heads, their eyes widened, and the whites of their eyes almost swallowed up the eyeballs, they were indeed careless, and they were not the only ones who knew the development of the story, thinking of this, their hearts had already sprouted retreat, and their feet were a little empty, and the military horse seemed to feel the emotions of the master, and the horse's hooves slowly moved back.

This move once again cast a shadow over the entire force.

At this time, the person standing on the single-plank bridge became a husband, and there was a long howl, "Yanren Zhang Fei is here again, you wait for the horseman, dare to fight with you." ”

This sound is louder than the one just now, like the trend of overturning the river and the sea, the thunder in the sky is roaring, it seems to be falling at any time, this sound is more like the sound of a drum close to the ear, hitting people's hearts all at once.

Many of the horses on the opposite side were already messy and began to retreat.

In the war, as long as the main general has the intention of retreating, the people behind will be even more unbearable, and with the existence of thousands of barbarian warriors on the opposite side, the soldiers will retreat faster.

The front retreated, driving the behind, but the middle was still in a fog, and many people were pushed down and trampled on.

The power of this sound was immense, and many people were injured and killed at once, and one person, with a slightly bad heart, fell off the horse directly, which made everyone even more uneasy, and the running momentum was even worse.

A few sane people can still stabilize their minds, but they can't dissuade the people who have lost their way of thinking, so they can only go with the flow, because some people who want to stop have been trampled under their feet.

Nalan Qing was also stunned there, he fought desperately to find a bloody way, but at this moment, when he saw the person in front of him roaring angrily, he retreated from the enemy, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed in his heart, even if he knew that this was the need for the development of the story.

What surprised him the most was what was going on with these illusory warriors around him, these warriors were menacing, and at the beginning it really startled Nalan Qing, he thought that so many people came, and they were so disorganized, he would inevitably be trampled, but he didn't expect that these warriors were just illusory individuals, all of them could pass through his body, these were veritable ghost warriors, and they were not lethal, they only played the role of bluffing, but at this moment, they were more useful than the immortal technique.

"What's going on up front?" The man standing on the hillside kept watching the situation below, and was a little puzzled when he saw his soldiers and horses retreating in disarray.

"Maybe it's the Battle of Nagasaka, right?" A scholar-like man said.

The man turned his head and looked at the man in front of him, the arrogance on his face was gone, "Since you know the plot of the story, why did such a tragedy happen." ”

"Maybe it's because of the martial arts." After the scholar-like man finished speaking, he shook his head and smiled, he didn't care about the life or death of the people in front of him, and there was still a little contempt in his eyes, those who died should, for him, this world is just two kinds of people, those with brains, and those without brains, and it is not a pity to die without brains.

However, looking at the scene in front of him, he was still interested, there were still many things he had not figured out about this magical and unknown world.

"Let's go."

Du Guming came down from the slope of Nagasaka and called Nalan Qing, who was already dumbfounded, of course, when he left, he had already cut off the single-plank bridge.

At this time, the people over there knew that they had been tricked again, and the story was still going according to the development of the script after all.