The feeling of falling is not that painful. When falling, you can hear the air whistling in your ears, mixed with the roar of bandits. The speed is very fast. The surrounding scenery has long been mixed into a pool. From time to time, you can hear the branches being broken by the two people. The sound might also be human bones. Perhaps the memories before his death were so vivid that everything emerged before Lan's eyes. The first time he met Yu Ji in Lanshan, the night he escaped from Ancheng, and the scenes of the sneak attack on the Black Armored Army at night came into his mind. Gradually, there were some more scenes that Lan had seen in his dream. But it's all blurry. In short, it was accompanied by a muffled sound. Both eventually hit rock bottom. A muffled sound of "bump" broke the silence of the valley, and unknown carrion birds flew up one after another. There were also strange animal sounds coming from the valley floor. In Wujiao Village not far away, no one was resting. Before, they could hear shouts from a distance. The shouts gradually faded away, followed closely by the sounds of fighting. Finally fell into dead silence. Yu Ji stared blankly at the dilapidated inn door. At this time, the waiter and others had already fallen asleep. It was also very cold in the village. His bright eyes were dimmed, and there was a hint of fatigue in his eyes. She was afraid that she would fall asleep as soon as she closed her eyes and not be able to see Lan come back. Long Li covered Yu Ji's frail body with the shabby quilt in the room and sighed. He sat next to Yu Ji and stayed with this helpless woman. "Lan, you should be back soon, right?" Yu Ji seemed to have escaped from her dissociated state, turning around and looking expectantly at Long Li beside her. I hope to gain some hope from this female swordsman who is similar to myself. Long Li did not answer, but held Yu Ji in his arms, wanting to give this helpless woman some warmth. Outside the window, the night was endless, and everyone was displaced. They finally made it to the village with difficulty, just for one night. Fate separated them again. It has been four hours since Lan left Wujiao Village. According to Lan's leg strength, he should have returned long ago. If we just did a little investigation, I'm afraid Lan would have returned to everyone by now. Long Li couldn't help but sigh. Maybe he overestimated Lan's ability, or maybe they underestimated the bandits. When I met Yu Ji's eyes, I felt that tears were about to flow from those watery eyes. I don't know whether it was because I hadn't closed my eyes for a long time, or because Yu Ji had guessed her thoughts, and I couldn't face this woman for a while. She couldn't help but think of her master and her senior brothers, who had left her side one by one, and the only thing accompanying her was the long sword beside her. But I can only sit here, waiting helplessly. Unknowingly, Yu Ji had fallen asleep in his arms, and her gentle breathing was almost imperceptible. Long Li covered her with the quilt and carefully carried her into the inner room, for fear that she would wake up again. Long Li settled Yu Ji down, and she felt that she couldn't stay any longer. He picked up his familiar long sword and walked into the long night outside the inn. She plans to take the initiative to change her destiny. Just like Lan, he has the courage to face the status quo. Displaced, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the reputation is lost. The country is like night. A fear that many people fall into. More people will lose their homes, loved ones, and even their own lives. If people cannot escape their fate, then they should try to change it. Not far away from Wujiao Village, a war also broke out not far away. The imperial army finally arrived near Luo City, and the generals saw many deserters and refugees along the way. Their sadness could only be seen clearly through the cold moonlight, and the torches in the soldiers' hands could not dispel this deep sadness. As a general, Jia Jun looked at the soldiers around him. This time, the court only allocated nearly 300 infantrymen to him. And because the economic situation of the court was not optimistic, many soldiers did not have armor to cover their bodies. Those who are lucky may be given a set of leather armor for protection, but most of them only have an ordinary spear and wear uneven uniforms. Walking at the end of the army was the Royal Bow and Arrow Guards, which Zeng Jin was proud of. It could also be said that they were the only troops provided by the imperial court. However, due to no training for a long time, many soldiers were recruited temporarily. But fortunately, everyone has a complete set of bow and arrow equipment, including a few iron arrows. Jia Jun looked at the thin horse under his crotch. Surrounding him were his cavalry guards of only twenty people. They are also the best-equipped group of people. These people are usually some of their close associates, and the horses are already exhausted after traveling long distances. But there is still some way to go. The imperial court has been receiving urgent reports recently, saying that unidentified black-armored troops are attacking the town from all sides. The number is unknown and everything is unknown. If he could win a victory, he might be able to change his status, gain an official title, or even gain a fief. Jia Jun was thinking about it, but he didn't realize that the horse under his feet had stopped. He clamped hard. But he found that his horse did not move at all. And the guards around him also stopped. Horses are spiritual animals, and they may have sensed danger. Immediately, someone shouted: "General, there seems to be someone on the hillside ahead!" Jia Jun squinted his eyes and could faintly see a dark figure like a statue standing on the hillside not far away. Until he saw the sharp eyes reflected in the moonlightblade. He was stunned at first, he had never seen such a scene. Those human figures were motionless, if not for the sword occasionally changing its trajectory in the air. He may even think that this is his delusion. "Archer, archer. Release the arrow quickly!" Jia Jun gave his first order, and the soldiers under his command seemed to feel fear and their movements accelerated. The archer was quickly prepared and took aim. He saw a black humanoid not far away. Everyone knows that soldiers are valuable and quick. Although Jia Jun is not a cultured person, he still has these principles. At this time, he can't see the number of enemies at all, let alone whether they are black armored troops. In his heart Fear made him very nervous. Soon, the archers fired arrows. The whizzing arrows were not affected at all on this windless night. Although the hit rate was not very high, the salvo of a team of nearly a hundred people still hit the target. Many arrows shot into those black humanoids. There was no scream or confusion in response. This bow and arrow shot was like a stone cow sinking into the sea, without causing a single ripple. Some archers were visibly stunned. At a loss. "Why are you dazed? Keep shooting!" Human beings are always afraid of unknown mistakes. The darkness of night only deepened these fears. Another volley was fired, this time some crackling could be heard. I don¡¯t know if the eyes have adapted to the darkness, or if fear facilitates vision. Many soldiers could already see the outlines of those people. Black full-body armor, a sharp sword, and a shield engraved with strange marks. It was almost impossible to see the faces of the soldiers clearly. Only occasionally can the contours of their faces be biased. Finally, the sound of neat steps shook the ground. Jia Jun also saw those people clearly. Yes, those were the Black Armored Army. "It's the enemy!" Jia Jun roared out, and many soldiers began to prepare to meet the enemy. Archers also began to move around, but the original projectile became a direct shot. This time the shooting seemed to have an effect. Some black-armored soldiers fell, but more of them continued to move forward almost unconcerned. "Infantry! Get ready!" came another order. The infantrymen in the front row had raised spears of various sizes. They lined up in a row, and the teammates around them seemed to be their only support. The archers also ran out of arrows. Some drew their swords and prepared to defend themselves. "Others! Be ready to break out with me at any time!" It was supposed to be a charge, but Jia Jun changed it to a breakout. Perhaps he had already felt that he was destined to fail. The black-armored army suddenly increased its speed, and like a shadow in the night, rushed straight towards Jia Jun's troops. "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" Some soldiers in the front row had already begun to shout, whether it was fear or a pre-battle roar. Soon, the two troops came into close quarters. Only then did Jia Jun realize that the number of the Black Armored Army was not as large as he had imagined, and was even far less than the soldiers he led. He couldn't help but feel happy, maybe he could really make a difference. But soon, the situation took a turn for the worse. Two imperial infantrymen used spears to stab a black-armored soldier. One spear was blocked, while the other was blocked by the hard armor. The wooden gun body could not withstand the force of the attack. A sudden force, one section divided into two. The black-armored soldier did not hesitate. He took this opportunity to chop down one of the men and his armor with his sword, and then chopped down the soldier who was watching his weapon break with a wave of his hand. Soon the sophisticated equipment of the Black Armored Army quickly showed its advantages, but the first impact caused the infantry in front to suffer huge losses, with body fragments and shapeless weapons all over the ground. It is rare to see the corpses of a few black armored soldiers. More intuitively. A corpse of a black armored soldier is often surrounded by ten or more imperial troops. Jia Jun and his cavalry troops also began to charge that way, hoping to use the momentum of the cavalry to defeat this army that was like an iron wall. The first few black-armored soldiers were indeed knocked to the ground by the speed of the cavalry, and then were trampled to death by horse hooves. But soon Jia Jun found that his cavalry was trapped in the black crowd and could not escape. His sharp sword can cut down the black infantry around him, but the enemy can also cut down the horses. Many cavalry just rushed in. The body of the war horse was torn apart by the sword, and the man fell off the horse and was immediately chopped into pieces. When he finally fought his way out of the encirclement with his cavalry, he found that the number was less than half. Some infantry have begun to retreat, and many black-armored troops have already attacked the previous archer troops. However, the archer troops have very little resistance, and their swords can hardly cause harm to the black-armored troops. Just when defeat is certain. Suddenly Jia Jun heard a horn. The loud horn shook the night sky and covered the sound of fighting. As a result, many soldiers were distracted and looked behind them. A black behemoth? Or a giant black snake? In short, it was not until he swooped down on the last row of archers that Jia Jun discovered that they were heavily armored cavalry. The black cavalry was like a tsunami. It instantly overwhelmed the archers in the back row, and many archers were even knocked flying. And those cavalrymen were still waving their giant swords, suddenly. The sky was full of blood rain, broken arms, and weapon fragments were shot into the air, swallowing up the few imperial troops in one fell swoop just like a dog swallowing the moon. The battlefield turned into a hunting ground, and the cavalry began to hunt down the fleeing infantry. And the infantrymen began to kill the dying soldiersThe soldiers were dismembered on the spot. In this battle, the Black Armored Army only sacrificed a few infantrymen and annihilated the entire imperial army without leaving a single prisoner. As for Jia Jun's dream of promotion and wealth, I am afraid it will never be realized again.