The two soldiers dared not approach, so they retreated a little further in a direction, changed their bodies among the trees, and kept shooting limits - this distance did not penetrate the heavy armor of the lieutenant, but it was fatal to enemies without armor.

"I remembered it - when you hear the house raid, you rush out... Don't be here, let's go out to the town... haha..."

Ji Lun took out the small round mirror in silence and whispered in a low voice.

"You little mouse is finally willing...well?"

What followed was a dance on the blade, a reversal between life and death.

In the soldiers' eyes widened, the warlock who had always wandered around and evaded arrows by borrowing trees to avoid arrows, attacked with amazing attacks, swords and swords, and slammed a spark, and a hard-pressed sword, rushing into the captain's sword circle!

Only the captain knew what was going on. The enemy's close-fitting swordsmanship grew rapidly in the attack!

And at the last moment of breaking in, a small round mirror suddenly raised in his hand, reflecting some refraction, and the strange red glare instantly shook his eyes. The light and dark gap between the intertwined light and shadow lost the other party's traces at a close distance!

When he realized it, he had bypassed the blade, broke into the defense circle, and raised his sword and stabbed it straight.

The captain felt something was wrong, so he instinctively turned his body to tilt the angle, but he got into the sword and his face turned pale, and he woke up again... The sword was inserted into the captain's chest, and it was exactly the long sword that hit the sunken, but the sword was only half an inch and broke.

"Ha! God is going to kill you - a warlock!"

The captain breathed a sigh of relief, ignored it, and rushed around.

Ji Lun flew backwards, vomiting blood in the air, and the big tree swayed by. In the end, the two crossbow-carved soldiers lost their vision again, and they couldn't help but change their direction and chased after them on both sides.

"snort!"

The captain reached out and pulled out the broken sword and looked at it. He threw it on the ground. His breastplate was broken and the metal fragments wrapped around the silk lining. He shook it out with a slight tremor, which did not hurt his lungs and heart. On the contrary, the opponent Wujia was brutally impacted and suffered a great loss.

Life and death on the battlefield for a moment, without mutual appreciation, immediately rose up: "This is the end of a thief, God will not help you-"

"It's a pity that if the sword had a better texture...but it's not bad now..."

Ji Lun rolled to the ground, pressed the body of a soldier, pulled out his long knife on his forehead, and made his vision blurry... His arms were so painful that they might have been dislocated?

What a terrible bull.

He reached out and groped on the quiet grass. A small orange flower appeared in his sight. His fingers stopped and groped, holding them. This familiar feeling was buckled on his fingertips.

Wow—

The long knife splits the branches and leaves and mist. The dark and heavy-armored man glanced at him, his eyes flashed with vigilance, judged the enemy's status, relieved his heart, and exhaled: "It seems that you insisted on being a rebel in the empire? Very good, the rebel must die!"

With a wave of the knife, he easily knocked the long shaking knife in Ji Lun's hand away, and the blade wiped Ji Lun's neck.

Ji Lun could still move his legs, kicking the ground until he leaned against the tree, and his body shrank back as if he was afraid and avoided the attack. Just as the sword light was not returned, he took out one hand behind his back and raised it: "Goodbye."

When the captain heard this word, he instinctively reacted to laugh: "You have to be mysterious..."

The sound stopped and blood overflowed in the mouth.

He looked down with disbelief. He looked down at the first sight of a tender yellow flower, inserted on the mountain of a crossbow. The crossbow was pressed against the ripples of his breastplate. The bowstring was still buzzing and rebounding. The end of the steel crossbow arrow was exposed at the ripples of the breastplate, which was quiet and cold.

Ji Lun pulled the trigger and loosened his finger: "This time, it's true."

"I kill you--"

The captain's sword light could not be cut off again, but just pulled it away, blood splattered. The captain shook his body, and suddenly his strength disappeared and leaned against the tree trunk.

"Deputy lieutenant!"

The two soldiers were shocked. The captain had a strong vitality and was not dead for a while. However, he had blood from his trachea and his strength was disconnected. Only a vague sound came from his throat: "Don't come over... Go back and report to the main general..."

This is not practical. The imperial army is very strict. When Shangguan is in danger and he is not rescued, the two of them will die and pounce on themselves.

But there is no chance to shoot at all.

Ji Lun was not tall, which was very practical on the battlefield. He silently squatted and crouched between the tree trunk behind the black tower giant and the tree trunk. He meticulously turned the wheel axle with both hands to skeleton the crossbow. He took some effort to move easily at this time.

Two soldiers threatened: "Let go of the deputy lieutenant, I'll let you leave..."

Ji Lun stood sideways with a little shaking, lifting up the crossbow to mount it on the shoulder of the captain, and the crossbow was very stable.

Under the cold metallic light, the two soldiers separated and approached at different angles.

Ji Lun pulled the stiff captain, making his body form a very diagonal with the tree trunk, covering the angle of the encirclement of a soldier. However, this pulling made the captain spit out bleeding in big mouths, and he couldn't see it anymore.

The soldier lost his shooting perspective and was furious: "Let go, the deputy lieutenant is dead, don't even want to live! We will definitely kill all your family!"

Ji Lun ignored him, raised his crossbow and pointed it at a soldier.

The soldiers were only separated by ten steps, and the soldiers shook and pulled the trigger.

Whoosh-

Ji Lun sideways and avoids it. His short body is huddled behind the dying school captain's arm armor. The armor opposite groans and gets an arrow in his chest... slowly falls down.

"Hmph, I've misled a little bit and dare not hit my superior?"

Ji Lun escaped from the angle between the dying school captain and the big tree - this place was dead, and staggered around the tree, turned the wheel axle again, and looked at the tree with a small round mirror in his hand, which was a periscope...and so, what is the periscope?

A soldier rushed up and rushed into the air, holding the captain's body. The captain coughed and bleeding: "Kill the enemy quickly."

"yes!"

The soldiers around the tree, and Ji Lun also around the tree... The two of them were circled around. The soldiers who woke up this point counterattacked, but they still did not see the enemy. The intent of life and death and murderousness blended into a cunning atmosphere with the usual hide-and-seek.

On the side of the big tree, there was only the creaking sound of creaking and panting, and the singing intermittently: "Look for a friend... Find a good friend, salute, shake hands..."

The singing was light and the fog was thick, as if fighting against the invisible foreign objects. The soldier's back was cold and he roared: "Get out!"

"We are... good friends..."

Everything is quiet.

The soldier held his breath and turned around and raised the crossbow. No one was there, and a mirror flashed in front of him... In an instant, he instinctively felt the danger of pulling the trigger.

Bang!

The mirror shattered.

The cold pushed the back of his head, pulled the trigger, and the soldier instinctively rushed forward, and a severe pain in the back of his head made the whole world dark.

The entire army was wiped out, and the dying deputy captain's eyes were about to close, but the last one took the whole process into consideration. The boy was coughing up blood when he staggered over, and the captain's eyes began to dim.

Ji Lun reached out and pushed: "Something is something I want to ask... Have you seen a woman? Well, this is her photo..."

In the blood-stained photo, there was a young and gentle mother. The captain looked at him blankly, and the light in his eyes dissipated, and the iron tower body slowly slid down the trunk: "The warlock... is so brave, why not..."

Bang—

The iron tower fell down and the ground shook a few times. Ji Lun was still a little worried: "Hey, don't die, have you seen her? Such an elegant and refined woman, it's impossible to have no impression of her..."

The deputy captain closed his eyes and muttered with trembling lips: "Why not..."

Ji Lun squatted down and listened.

"Serve the Empire..." the breath was cut off.

“…”

Ji Lun sighed, put away his mother's photo, and hid it in the back of the small round mirror. He must have never seen it before... Otherwise, the enemy's first reaction would not be at a loss. The mirror turned back to the front, the glass was broken, the cracks in the shiny mercury coating were not real, and there was no strange streaming light and it was broken.

"I don't know if it can be repaired..." murmured like this.

The woods quieted again, and the sad sound of birds made the valley look lonely.

After listening carefully, I couldn't tell the name of the bird, and it was not tactful, but it sounded very nice in the dusk... Ji Lun remembered it until a long time later.

Now, I turned around and looked at the sky above the fog outside the forest. There was a faint red light, and behind the fog, perhaps... the sunset.

Looking at the sky like this, a moment of silence, and there was another heat surging. This time there was no special effect, but the chest was slightly swelling and painful. He took a few deep breaths to calm down, rubbed against the big tree and dislocated his arms to recover, and flipped the body of the deputy captain.

The iron armor is strong, and it is still so heavy even if you die.

Ji Lun was a living person with nothing to complain about. He was silent and found a small bag of food on the waist of the corpse and opened it to see.

Wrapped with green leaves are four cool glutinous rice dumplings.

At this time, I peeled off the rice dumpling leaves and ate one. I don’t know the taste. There was no expression on my face and there was no words sitting alone. This young man with memory disorders was used to loneliness.

If time is enough, you can even enjoy the sound of the wind blowing across the ground alone.

However, there is not enough time now, and the remaining pursuers will catch up when they will regain their energy. After taking action, they will identify the direction and look for a few corpses.

"There should be seven bags, plus the nine bags hidden at the entrance of the town, there are quite a few... or there are corpses that can collect food and other practical things..."

The sky is dim and the chaotic and foggy world cannot see the sunset, but anyone can feel that the sun is indeed about to set.

Next, there will be a long and cold night that no one can change.

The deputy captain who said to death that he did not reveal any new information when threatening Ji Lun, said: "You are scarred, tired and tired, and the sun is about to set. The night here is very dangerous, and you must want to go home."

It was not dangerous at night, and the teenager with memory disorders didn't know, but he was really tired and tired and wanted to go home.

I peeled a piece of armored soldiers and put them on them. When I went out, I didn't see the pursuers. I found the big tree that I remembered. The bags of food that I had hidden before were put into a large bag. This made the bags very heavy. It was difficult for Ji Lun to work hard now, but after eating the food, his physical strength was still slowly recovering.

For some reason, there was no instant recovery...

Outside the town, the light was dim, and when he dragged his bag into the town, the streets fell into night.

"Huh?" Ji Lun's eyes swept over and was stunned.

Not long ago, I took my men to fight with the Imperial Army, and there was blood everywhere and it was in a mess. But now, the street lights on the main street were on, and the streets were clean. There were neither the Imperial Army corpses, nor the corpses of the rebels and townsmen, and there were even blood stains. Everything returned to quiet, but it was more deserted.

"Yes, the only change is that there are fewer houses with lights on the roadside."

"The whole town has become even more deserted."

"Mom, are you back?"

The boy was worried and worried, and hesitated to his home in silence all the way. He only went to the resistance army camp passing by the east shop in Zhendong. The door was closed and hesitated for a moment. He looked down at the heavy food bag in his hand, took out three bags, and put them up on the steps at the door.

Turning around and going down the steps, I heard a squeak behind me.
Chapter completed!