After keeping my eyes open for a long time, I got used to the darkness of night. When the sun in a person's heart falls, even if he stands in the daytime bathed in sunlight, he cannot see the light. In fact, what people fear most of the time is not the darkness of the night, but the loss of hope and sustenance.
Fang Jie sat on the broken bridge of the Jinshui River and looked up at the sky, always wanting to find the star that he always thought was very special.
Fang Jie likes to look up at the sky at night, not just because he feels that there is something silently watching him in the sky, but because he hopes to find the star that he once existed. This world doesn't have anything close to the historical knowledge he has learned, so he has been wondering if this is the planet he once lived on.
If not, can you find it in the vast night sky
On that planet, is there someone looking up and thinking of him
Quiet Night Thoughts
Lifting his neck and taking a sip of wine, Fang Jie raised the wine jug and respected the moon.
wish well
Some things will not be forgotten because of happiness, because when you think of these things, you will never be happy. When Fang Jie was very young, he often heard adults tell him that the stars are the eyes of distant relatives looking at you. When you look up at the night sky and find stars blinking at you, it means she is thinking of you.
I miss you
Fang Jie rubbed his eyes, then smiled at the sky. He acted like a fool, thinking that the smile he displayed would be seen by whomever he wanted.
This kind of laughter, I'm afraid no one understands it except himself. The wine in the jug was quickly drained, Fang Jie threw the jug into the Jinshui River casually, but he couldn't get rid of the concern in his heart. Compared with the previous feelings, the feelings in this world are not substitutes, and some feelings cannot be replaced.
As if sensing his master's mood, Hun Chao opened his eyes to look at Fang Jie, then rubbed his huge head against Fang Jie's arms. Fang Jie rubbed Hunhun's forehead, and said softly that you don't know who I am thinking of, but the person I am thinking of will definitely know that I am thinking of her.
But what is the use of thinking
The sky is so deep, like a vast ocean, separated, after all, still separated.
There was a very slight rustling sound in the distance, Fang Jie turned his head to look at the south bank of the river, putting away the longing that he couldn't tell anyone, he patted Hunhun's neck, and Hunhun jumped away immediately. A mile away, Qilin and Nie Xiaoju were waiting there with Fang Jie's 500 soldiers. As soon as the white lion appeared, they knew it was time to come.
Standing under the broken bridge, the ten elite soldiers in bright light armor, the broken bridge blocked the moonlight, and they could clearly see many people approaching the south bank of the river in the shadows, but the people on the south bank of the river could not see them at all. Not to them under the broken bridge. At this time, Fang Jie, who was lying down along the slope of the broken bridge, seemed not to care about the enemies who had already reached the river. He was still looking at the sky, his eyes seemed to be saying something.
However, this kind of complaint will never be heard.
The unspeakable pain is the real pain.
Fang Jie was lying on the broken bridge, and he was not allowed to look at it, so he knew what was being prepared on the south bank of the river. Judging from the sound, it should be that many people carried a very heavy thing to the river, and then there was the sound of splashing water. This section of the Jinshui River is the narrowest place, only a dozen meters, so it is not difficult to build the pontoon bridge in advance and erect it on the river bank. When the Sui Dynasty attacked Nanchen, officials from the Ministry of Industry of the Sui Dynasty accompanied them, and this pre-built pontoon bridge was used when crossing Lishui.
Nanchen's army, who thought that the Sui army would send people down the river to drive pilings to build a pontoon bridge, saw a group of fearless men carrying the already built pontoon bridge into the water, and then braved the rain of arrows to straighten the pontoon bridge.
At that time, the shortest pontoon bridge was 100 meters long.
The Nanyan army only needs to build a pontoon bridge more than ten meters long. People with excellent water skills pulled the pontoon bridge to prevent it from being washed away by the water. The sound of rushing water sounded not far from Fang Jie, and then there was a heavy panting sound. Obviously, the people who came first were also exhausted.
Fang Jie didn't care about it at all, he was still lying on the broken bridge and looking at the sky. Under the broken bridge, standing in the shadows was an elite soldier who did not move. They covered the cold Damo Dao with cloth covers, and stared coldly at the Nanyan soldiers crossing the river on the pontoon bridge under the moonlight.
Then, Fang Jie heard a strange sound.
It was as if a heavy carriage ran over the pontoon bridge, but what did the Nanyan army that came to attack Dingyuan City do with the heavy carriage. He looked sideways, and under the moonlight, there was indeed a horse pulling a strange car passing the pontoon bridge. Others may not recognize what it is, but Fang Jie's eyes changed when he saw it for the first time.
Those who accompanied the carriage across the bridge were a few people whose attire was obviously different from that of Nanyan soldiers. He looked taller, and he was not wearing the uniform of the Nanyan Army.
What Fang Jie didn't expect was that there was such a thing in Qingyuan City.
There are quite a few Nanyan troops planning to attack Dingyuan City, but only one carriage came over. The night is the best barrier to block people's thoughts, and it is also the best barrier to block the figure. Fang Jie was lying on the broken bridge, but no one noticed him. Nanyan's army began to gather by the river, and the carriage was driven to the front of the team.
I could hear those people in different costumes talking in low voices, but Fang Jie didn't understand a single word.
However, Fang Jie could hear a bit of ferocity from it.
So he smiled and said in his heart that I was in a bad mood and you guys came at the wrong time.
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in the dark
Two bolts of saber light suddenly exploded, like two bolts of lightning falling from the night sky. Two elites from the supply camp suddenly jumped up from under the bridge, and the Damo knife in their hands shook off the cloth cover and slashed fiercely on the pontoon bridge. With a click, the pontoon bridge was slashed open by a knife. Before the Nanyan soldiers on the pontoon bridge could react, more than ten people rushed out from under the broken bridge. After a while, the part on this side of the river bank was cut off.
With a creak, the disconnected pontoon moved to one side along the water flow, and the soldiers on the pontoon screamed in panic, lying on the pontoon trying to find a sense of security. However, most of the soldiers were still shaken by the sudden vibration and fell from above, flapping in the rushing river and rushing downstream along the river.
The accident happened so suddenly that the Nanyan army never thought that there were people hiding under the broken bridge.
Before they could stabilize their minds from their panic, a mass of fire suddenly burst out from their ranks. The fire appeared suddenly, and then quickly spread out. Not long after, at least a dozen people were engulfed by the inexplicable fire . Moreover, the fire looked very strange, even if it rolled around on the ground, it couldn't be extinguished. Moreover, the soldiers who rescued in the past just made contact with it, and the flames burned like spiritual beings.
Within moments, dozens of people were engulfed in the flames.
It was also at this time that the soldiers of Nanyan who crossed the river saw a man standing on the broken bridge, wearing a black robe and blending into the night. But why are those eyes so cold
The Nanyan soldiers who saw this person all had the illusion that they were being targeted by wild beasts. It was a kind of fear that spread from the heart, which could not be controlled.
There were probably more than a thousand Nanyan troops who crossed the river, and the follow-up people were stopped by the current on the south bank.
They watched the fire burn, but they didn't know how the fire came from.
Then, they saw a person jumping up from the broken bridge like an eagle, holding a long knife with flames in his hand.
In the dark night, the burning long knife is so eerie and eye-catching.
That night-like man rushed into the Nanyan army with a hot and cruel knife in his hand. No one could understand his mood at this time. The depression brought by longing seemed to have turned into murderous intent. Everyone around him was drawn into hell. The long knife shook, and the flame attached to the long knife extended out for a full three meters. It looked as if he was holding a three-meter-long fire dragon.
The fire knife swept across, and a dozen people were cut off, and then the flames quickly drowned the corpses.
Fang Jie seemed to be going crazy, brandishing a fiery knife and charged through the crowd of Nanyan troops. None of the Nanyan soldiers who stood in front of him escaped from his knife, no matter if they were trying to resist or turned around and ran away. Dozens of officers with good cultivation who crossed the river first rushed over bravely, and were slaughtered by the long knife that had fallen into the devil's path as soon as they met each other.
The corpse knife went down layer by layer, while the fire knife continued to cut down.
"There seems to be something wrong with the general!"
Chungu led nine other elites from the military battalion to form a battle formation to kill in the crowd. She looked at the frenzied general with a burst of fear for no reason. This night, Fang Jie seemed to have become another person, venting the violence and depression in his heart to his heart's content.
Every time the three-meter-long fire knife slashed, a group of people fell down.
A Nanyan soldier ran back in panic, his back was swept by the scorching blade, his body that was still running was split from the waist with a pop, and his lower body ran two steps before falling down, while the upper body that landed had already landed. The bloody viscera was pulled out of the body at once, and soon after being swallowed by the flames, a burnt smell was emitted.
"Ghost!"
I don't know who yelled first, dropped the weapon in his hand with a bang, turned around and ran away. The Nanyan army, who hadn't figured out what happened, was forced to flee in all directions by one person.
"In the past! The general seems to be fascinated by blood!"
Chungu yelled, and quickly moved towards Fang Jie with the Shiying. On the battlefield, there are often people who are fascinated by blood and become lunatics who only know how to kill non-stop. In the end, he will either die from exhaustion, or it will be difficult to recover his sanity. If no one wakes him up from that state as soon as possible, even if he is alive, the rest of his life will be useless.
But Fang Xie knew that he was not fascinated by blood at all.
He's just... in pain.
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The sound of bang bang bang came from a distance, it was the unique sound when the firecracker was fired. In the middle of the night, several small meteors quickly moved towards Fang Jie, and the lead bullets left straight traces in the air. Fang Jie's knife turned in front of him, and with the sound of tinkling, the lead bullets flew out, and several Nanyan soldiers around him fell down crying.
Fang Jie saw the place where the blunderbuss was emitting light, kicked his feet, his body bounced up like a cannonball, and landed heavily in front of those foreigners. In the terrified eyes of those blond foreigners, Fang Jie split the two people in front with a knife, and his head rolled on the ground far away, and he could see it very clearly because it was burned.
As if seeing a devil, the remaining three or four foreigners howled almost at the same time, turned around and ran away.
At this time, the sound of horseshoes approached from a distance.
Qilin and Nie Xiaoju came with the cavalry.
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The Nanyan army on the south bank of the river did not dare to shoot arrows, because it was their companions who were killed or injured by the feather arrows. They watched helplessly as the flaming figure wandered through the ranks of nearly a thousand people, but no one could resist it. When the cavalry came from a distance, the Yan army on the south bank had no choice but to retreat, because they all knew that those companions who crossed the river were doomed, and even the gods could not save them.
Fang Jie withdrew the flame on the exposed knife, and sat down by the broken bridge a little tiredly.
He looked up at the sky, but still couldn't find the star.