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An unbearable pain begins in the heart, travels the shortest distance, and enters the depths of the heart.

Chen Lujie's face suddenly turned extremely pale, as if all the blood had been shed.

He used all his strength to keep himself from howling in despair, but his features were painfully twisted and distorted, as terrifying as a grimace in the night.

A moment later, the drop of blood left the blade and fell into the steaming white mist.

Suddenly, the medicine pod boiled like a sea, tumbling like anger, and the fragrance of the medicine suddenly subsided, leaving only a strong smell of blood.

"Catch them! Don't let them run!"

"Don't let them into the mountains! These thieves are fucking rats!"

"Kill them all!

In the mountains on the border of the Southern Jin Dynasty, a fierce battle took place, and in the dim twilight, the sound of arrows, the sound of swords intersecting, and the howl of despair before death could be heard from time to time.

The combined number of both sides participating in the battle did not exceed five hundred, but in the southern part of the continent, which had been peaceful for a long time, the battle that could throw down dozens of corpses could certainly be regarded as fierce.

The side involved in the battle was the regular cavalry of the Southern Jin Dynasty, well-trained, superior in combat effectiveness, and there were many more people than the other side, so they quickly won the victory and began the pursuit.

Dozens of people who were pursued went into the mountains in panic, and from time to time someone was hit by an arrow in the back, and fell into the bushes with a miserable howl, but fortunately it was late and the mountain road was difficult, and finally they escaped most of them.

The night was deep, shrouding the Luoxia Mountains, and the strange cries of crows occasionally sounded in the depths of the dense forest. This mountain belongs to the reckless mountains of the Western Jin Dynasty, but it is already deep in the territory of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

Around the campfire, a dozen wounded lay down, some with arrows, some with their arms cut off by tomahawks, and the wounded let out low howls of pain from time to time.

Several men in black and gold armor, sitting closest and warmest to the fire, clearly had a higher status in the group than the rest of the group, their armor was tattooed with dense gold patterns, and it seemed that it was extremely expensive, not at all like what a group of bandits could have.

Listening to the howls of their companions and the crows of the woods, their faces became more and more gloomy, and they could not help but look at the chieftain, who had been silent, as if they wanted some comfort from him.

The leader was a middle-aged man, and he was also wearing black armor, but the golden patterns on the armor were more dense, faintly revealing a faint symbol.

The middle-aged man's name is Zimo, and he used to be the cavalry commander of the Ruling Division of the Western Jin Dynasty. The men around the campfire, like him, had once been the cavalry commanders of the Divine Army.

When Ye Tong killed the former Grand Judge and sat on the Moyu Divine Throne, these strong men who had made a lot of contributions to the Western Jin Dynasty Divine Army were brutally abolished and expelled from Peach Mountain for unwarranted reasons.

Over the years, the cathar cavalry they commanded was the most powerful armed force on the face of the Divine Army's Judgment Division, at least in the battle to hunt down the remnants of the Demon Sect and heresy, most of the bloody storm and grim impression left by the Judgment Division in the world were recorded in their accounts.

In other words, the hands of these former rulers were stained with so much blood that they had no home to return to, and no one dared to take them in at the risk of angering the current Judgment Throne.

Ye Tong punished them very thoroughly, depriving them of their power and cultivation, and even did not let go of the wealth they had looted over the years, and finally left them only an old horse, a hundred taels of silver, which originally belonged to all their servants, and this black gold armor that originally represented glory and majesty, but now it can only bring memories, only humiliation and fear.

I didn't dare to go back to the Western Jin Dynasty, and there was no place to go, so I had to wander in the countries on the periphery of the Western Jin Dynasty, and the silver taels were quickly spent, and these commanders were stunned to find that they were like those lowly ant people, and they had to start thinking about the next meal and where to cover themselves.

These former commanders of the Divine Army are not without the skills to make a living. However, they are all extremely proud characters, how can they be asked to do work such as picker and coolie?

The most troublesome thing is that in the years of the Western Jin Dynasty, they have cultivated the habit of commanding and commanding, creating their mentality of being high and treating mortals as dogs.

One day, the team of the former commanders had a dispute with a certain powerful man of the Song State, and one of the commanders could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and ordered Hu Cong to cut off the head of the powerful man. Then the crowd broke into the manor without a second stop, and robbed it of all the gold and silver in it.

Staying in a luxurious inn in the state city, enjoying the wine and women brought by the gold and silver, all of a sudden, these former commanders, who had been lost for days, discovered a way to survive without groveling, which was simple and straightforward, and the money came very quickly.

Although their cultivation has been abolished, they are not even as good as ordinary strong men, but after all, they were once the cavalry commanders of the Western Jin Dynasty Divine Army, and they have extremely high strategy and command ability, and the combat effectiveness of the servants who follow them is also very strong, at least not comparable to those guards in the secular society. So naturally, everyone started to make a living by robbing houses and houses, and in a short period of time, they successively raided several rural clans.

During this process, everyone, including Zimo, remained silent and did not say anything, but they knew very well that they who had sworn to protect light and justice were falling into the bottomless black abyss, and they still felt extremely strong humiliation and pain in their hearts.

Luckily, they now have a lot of gold and silver, so they can buy a lot of spirits and women to anesthetize themselves and live one day at a time. Unfortunately, this narcotics, which accelerated their depravity, became more and more violent during robbery, and some began to rape and even torture.

Zimo clearly realized that problems would definitely occur if this continued, and tried his best to restrain them, but the leaders of the Divine Army who began to degenerate were like tigers released from their cages, and the dirty dust that fell from the glorious peach mountain stimulated them even more, and they couldn't restrain them at all.

One day in the middle of summer, in the course of a routine night robbery, I don't know which commander or servant went crazy and beheaded a nobleman who had surrendered, and the crazy atmosphere suddenly spread, and the massacre occurred tragically in the manor, with desperate cries, the nobleman was wiped out.

Robbery is naturally accompanied by death, and even rape is not uncommon, but when a Southern Jin nobleman is destroyed, especially if the manor is not far from the capital of the Southern Jin Dynasty, they get into big trouble.

This tragedy did not alarm the strong people in the Sword Pavilion, but it was enough to alarm the Southern Jin Dynasty. In the process of investigating the case, after the Southern Jin Dynasty court found out that the murderer was wearing the armor of the cavalry commander of the Divine Army, it was still quite cautious and sent a letter to the Western Jin Dynasty Divine Army, confirming that these people were sinners who had been expelled from Taoshan and were no longer eligible to enjoy the protection of the Divine Army, so the caution at the beginning of the Southern Jin Dynasty turned into anger.

The Southern Jin Dynasty began to widely disseminate sea fishing documents, awarding extremely high bounties to those who reported the sea, and on these sea fishing documents, these murderers were given a new name: Fallen Knights.

The Southern Jin Dynasty was powerful, second only to the Chaoyang Empire in the world, and now that it was treated so seriously, no matter how keen these fallen knights were, no matter how good their command was, it was meaningless, and they suddenly fell into a miserable storm and fled miserably.

In the process of fleeing, there are constantly Hu Cong died or fled, even these commanders also died one, several people were seriously injured, leaving the Western Jin Dynasty when more than 100 people, now there are only a few dozen people left, and today it is almost wiped out in the encirclement and suppression outside the mountains and forests.

Around the campfire, the low howls of pain kept echoing, and the people's expressions were so desperate and gloomy.

"Are we here waiting to die?"

A burly and powerful servant stood up, walked to the fire, looked at his companions, who had no armor and were most wounded by arrows, and said in a loud voice, "Why don't we leave?"

The servant who is equivalent to a knight is the most loyal, and once the rebel is no one will take him in, this person says that he will leave, which proves that the current situation has indeed reached the most critical moment.

A cavalry commander looked at this servant, his face was extremely gloomy, and he roared angrily and said: "Guo Nu, I treat you well, if it weren't for me, how could you be where you are today? You dare to betray? Don't forget, you servants have also gone to the sea to catch papers, where can you go?"

The Hu Cong named Guo Nu looked at his master and sneered and said: "I have been a cow and a horse for you for so many years, but now you have fallen into this situation, you are embarrassed to say that you are not thin on me, as for the sea fishing paperwork...... Except for a few of you adults who have portraits, who knows such an inconspicuous figure as us? We have also robbed a lot of silver these days, and we all walked separately, and who can find us if we hide it?"

The commander was furious and said, "Don't forget that the money is with me. ”

Guo Nu looked at him disdainfully and said: "I know that you will not give you the silver, a knight lord like you, even if you die, it will not make us feel better, but don't forget, your cultivation has been ruled out of the Divine Throne, you are now a group of wasted people, do you still think that in the past?"

He looked at the servants sitting outside the fire and shouted, "What are you still hesitating about? We have been able to grab so much silver these days, these guys have long been wasted, they can't even pick up knives, where are our opponents?"

The bonfire was not strong, and it was dark in the forest farther away, and it was impossible to see the expressions on the faces of those congers, but it was faintly visible that they had all raised their heads.

The commanders used to be high up in the sky, and they could be benevolent to their subordinates, or they could dispose of them as if they were animals, but tonight they were rebelled against by their own subordinates, which is really unbearable humiliation. However, they had to admit that the current situation was extremely dangerous, and if they were not careful, they might really expose the corpses to the barren forest.

At this moment, Guo Nu's voice stopped abruptly.

A very thin wire appeared on his neck at some point, and then suddenly tightened!

The wire sank deep into his skin, and blood poured out in an instant.

Guo Nu's eyes widened in horror, his hands were desperately picking at his neck, trying to pull out the wire, but his movements were in vain, the more he struggled, the deeper the thin wire sank, layer by layer, cut his trachea, then his esophagus, and all the blood vessels.

Snort!

Blood kept spurting from Guo Nu's neck and landed on the campfire, emitting a faint smell of burning, and he collapsed to the ground, kicking his legs desperately, his boots kicking up puffs of dirt, but he still couldn't stop death from coming, and he couldn't stop his crotch from being wet with urine.

There are people on the periphery who stand up from shock, but under the accumulation of power for many years, no one dares to move.

Zimo's face emerged from the night, and he used his hand that was no longer strong but still stable to withdraw the metal wire around Guo Nu's neck and wipe off the remaining blood and flesh foam on it.

He looked at the complicated-looking servants outside the bonfire, and said with a blank expression: "Even if it is a waste, it is not something you can disrespect, never underestimate the methods that we people have learned in the Adjudication Division, so if you don't want to die, then it is better to be calmer." ”

The servants slowly sat back in place, their heads down, not knowing what they were thinking, not knowing if they were really calm.

The current crisis has been resolved for the time being, and the faces of the leaders in front of the campfire are still extremely pale and ugly, just as they are feeling at this time. The desperate future is one of the reasons, the most important thing is that they still can't accept the reality to this day, they used to be the highly respected cavalry commanders of the Divine Army, even if they are the generals of the Southern Jin Dynasty military, they have to be respectful when they see them, but now any state army in the Southern Jin Dynasty dares to encircle and suppress themselves, and they encircle and suppress themselves so badly that even their own subordinates dare to disagree!

"My lord, we ...... What to do?"

One of the Arching Gods asked in a slightly trembling voice with despair.

Zimo was the most senior and powerful person among these fallen cavalry commanders, and was elected as the leader by everyone, so everyone could only hope that he could come up with a way.

Zimo didn't know what to do, where could these crippled and defeated soldiers go next. In fact, if it weren't for the punishment of the Adjudicating Divine Army, with their strategic wisdom and ability, as well as their command ability on the battlefield, they could still become the guests of honor of the nations, but the Adjudicating Divine Army had already cut off this possibility in advance, and every time he thought of this, his hatred and fear of that girl Divine Throne would become stronger.

Now the only thing I can rely on is myself, and only by regaining my strength and becoming strong again can I survive in this world.

However, if the cultivation is abolished, how can it become strong again?

The legendary elixir is just a legend after all.

Zimo thought to herself, and then whispered, "Wash and sleep." ”

In the barren mountains and forests, where there is hot water, on the way to escape, I can't take care of enjoyment, only sleep directly. Someone extinguished the bonfire with earth, and the mountains and forests suddenly became pitch black, and the night sky was covered with thick clouds, obscuring all the stars, indicating that there might be a heavy rain tomorrow.

Some people could not bear the exhaustion of fleeing and fell into a deep sleep.

Some people imagine a hopeless future and can't sleep.

Zihei looked at the deep night above his head, thinking about tomorrow's heavy rain, his mood became heavier, and he slowly clenched his hands that had been quietly trembling, in great pain.

He thought desperately that if I could regain my strength and become as strong as I used to be, then I would be willing to give my life and everything to Hades.

In the silent night forest, there are many people who pray in despair.

The sky was overcast, but there was no rain, let alone torrential rain, but there were clouds covering the day, and the journey in midsummer became much cooler. Since there was no sun, the maid did not need to bask in the sun through the skylight of the carriage, and Xu Chen occupied that position more naturally. He stepped on the soft couch, leaned his upper body out of the skylight, faced the wind blowing on the official road, looked at the surrounding scenery, and gave birth to a sense of pleasure like a rich man.

It has been a few days since he left Chang'an, and the black carriage has been far away from the mission in front of him, although he has walked several county roads and county roads along the way, but there are intelligence notices from the government, especially the secret guards in various places, he has never worried about losing it, even if he leaves the wilderness and enters the southern mountains.

A reckless group of mountains appeared in the middle of the southern wilderness of Chaoyang, cutting the territory into two major areas, probably those mountains had a certain impact on the climate, the same fertile soil in the south and north of the mountain, and the crops produced were very different, but the black carriage was walking in the mountains at this time, and Xu Chen and the maid did not feel anything.

Compared with the familiar Minshan, this mountain in the south of Chaoyang is not how high, but because the rock quality is special and easily soluble in water, there are collapse landslides all year round, so that these peaks become strangely shaped, steep and steep, extremely difficult to climb, fortunately there is a green and dense canyon in the mountain, the bottom of the valley is a natural channel, otherwise if you want to communicate with the north and south, I am afraid that you have to go around more than a thousand miles.

Hundreds of years ago, Chaoyang used a lot of manpower and material resources to widen this canyon again, and used talismans and formation masters to strengthen the two loose and dangerous cliffs in the canyon, and planted countless trees with developed roots that can solidify the rock, and finally turned the natural road in the canyon into an extremely smooth official road.

The black carriage walked on the smooth official road and walked in the secluded canyon. Xu Chen leaned out of the skylight, squinted his eyes and admired the scenery on both sides of the official road, looked at the green and calm cliffs, imagined the great transformation of nature by the Chaoyang people hundreds of years ago, thought of those talisman masters who gave birth to white hair because of the exhaustion of mental power, and the soldiers and craftsmen who fell off the cliffs, and couldn't help but give birth to a little heroism - this heroism has nothing to do with the skylight of the black carriage, has nothing to do with the rich people, and it is much more promising.

It took so much difficulty for Chaoyang to open up this mountain range, so that the central and southern territories were thus united, and it is natural to imagine how strategically important this verdant and beautiful canyon was.

Xu Chen could faintly see that there were extremely dangerous and steep mountain roads in the distance of the canyon col, and next to those mountain roads, a few miles apart, there would be extremely simple guards, looking at the scale of the buildings, the maids stationed there would probably not exceed ten people, thinking that those maids were stationed in the boring guards all year round, even if they were indifferent, he couldn't help but feel a little admiration.

No matter how verdant the canyon is, it will be a little tired of seeing more, no matter how heroic the emotions will be calm for a long time, and no matter how much the vicissitudes of history will be indifferent, Xu Chen sat back in the carriage, took the herbal tea on the low table and drank it all in one sip, and after his mind calmed down, he picked up the pen and began to write.

This is to go to the lead Hua Temple to cure the disease and save people, and at the same time ask the Buddha, there should be no danger, but Xu Chen still maintains the habits of his youth, always ready to face the battle of life and death, so of course what he wrote at this time is not a calligraphy, but a talisman - the talisman he wrote in the past two years was used on Ximenwang's body in the battle of the Lake of Winter, and he must prepare more now.

I don't know how long it took, Xu Chen raised his head, put down his pen for a while, he rubbed his eyes, looked out the car window, and found that he was still in the canyon, and couldn't help but be a little surprised by the length of this canyon.

When he was writing the talisman, the maid was sorting out the luggage beside him, touched something, looked at it for a long time before guessing what it was, frowned and asked, "How did you become like this?"

She held a small iron kettle in her hand, looking at the deep lines on the outside of the kettle, it should be the same kind of thing as the small iron kettle that once exploded in the snow lake lotus field, but the volume is much smaller, and the shape is also very different, the most obvious difference is that there is an extra bayonet at the bottom of this small iron kettle.

"This is the whimsical idea of the fourth senior brother, who would have thought that the sixth senior brother would really do it, before leaving the academy, we tried it once, that day you and Xiaotang went to the back mountain to pick wisteria fruit and cook meat, so I didn't see it. ”

Xu Chen took the small iron kettle, which looked a little delicate—it seems more accurate to call it a small iron kettle now—took out a talisman arrow from the iron box and inserted it into the bayonet at the bottom of the small iron cylinder.

I only heard a click, and the arrow cluster and the small iron and copper bayonet were locked, so tight that there was no gap in sight, and it seemed extremely stable.