The Banxian group following rogues suddenly saw such a group of armed groups, and most of the blood rushing to their heads instantly dropped. Everyone arrived one after another, and the two parties faced off.
Standing behind the center, what looked like a head emerging from a moving black bunker. The hair is covered with silver hair, but there is no other signs of old age; a little vicissitudes of life give people the feeling of seeing all kinds of life. The man, who didn't know how old he was, picked up the black helmet on the side...if the iron bucket with two holes was considered a helmet. He...maybe a general...
"Lord Adam has told us that it is not yet time for us to officially step out of history. So today only black sheep and dead people can be left here!"
Everyone put on their helmets or hats in unison.
There are also a group of bandits who do not care who their opponents are, and only exist to enjoy the taste of killing. Arriving on horses, they charged forward first.
"Team 8, lead them back. Teams 2 and 3, advance." With an order, four people brought Magenta and Shen Jing to the back of the team.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang!" Four heavily armed armored warriors stepped forward slowly, holding up huge tower shields and spears as tall as two men. In addition to a black sheep curled up sleeping, the pattern inscribed on their shields also has the symbols of two of spades, two of hearts, two of diamonds and two of clubs. Behind them was a group of lightly-armed warriors, but they were also holding spears as high as two people. The symbol on his body is three of the four playing card suits.
The horses kept galloping forward, but someone in the half-string group shouted to stop them. "Come back! Don't move forward."
But all was not enough. Insert the lower edge of the tower shield into the ground and stand in a lunge position; extend the spear and press the back end against the hard ground. The four warriors standing behind the armored warrior made the same move. At this time, the two-person-high spear was like a sharp horse, threatening several horse-riding bandits who were already in front of them.
He barely stopped the horse, and the horse started to neigh. But the companion behind him who couldn't stop pushed himself into hell. Eight shiny spears were inserted into the corpses of many people and horses. Some people were lucky enough not to be hit by the spear, but they bumped into the huge tower shield set up by the armored warriors, and they were knocked over.
"Team 4, Team 5, shoot arrows!"
One row kneels, one row stands; one row of long bows, one row of short bows; eight bows accurately shoot arrowheads into the brain or body of every robber. The group of people who rushed too far ahead but were lucky enough to stay alive and stop their horses were the primary targets. The armored warrior also gave up the spear in his hand and took out a sledgehammer or a double-edged axe. Not caring about the arrow array of his companions, he brandished his weapon and dealt a fatal blow.
There was a commotion at the front and rear of the Banxian group at the same time, with people and horses on both sides pushing each other. The people in the front were trying to avoid the group of armed men in front of them, but the people in the back were trying to avoid a huge fire elemental elf and countless small insect monsters.
"Mr. Xiuxian, this fire element is the upper limit of my ability. Okay." Blocking the Banxian group's retreat, a mage wearing a red heart and nine black robes spoke.
"Can you still call some more little monsters?"
A black magician with a nine of spades and a nine of clubs complained at the same time: "Do you want more?"
"Actually, that's enough. Forget it." A black-clothed Feng shui master wearing a square Q walked out from behind the three of them. He formed a seal in his hand and shouted: "Wood makes fire, burn!" The huge fire element, which was already half the height of an ordinary person, more than doubled in size.
The insect monster continued to approach; although the fire elemental stood still, its arms rolling with flames were as thick as a person's waist. The hollow eyes glowing with fire seemed to be patrolling the target. Every time he is glanced at, it will always scare the robbers who usually kill countless people.
The paladin, who was in a state of semi-surprise, and the rogues, who was in a state of complete surprise, looked at everything that was happening one after another with disbelief. Several people who looked like doctors or priests were treating the wounds of the two injured people. Magenta opened her mouth wide and looked at the people around her dumbfounded.
"Old K's should also be taking action." The person who gave the order at the beginning seemed to be prophetic, and there were major changes in the side of the half-string group.
The giant arrow, which looked like it was cut directly from a shu trunk, shot through three people and three horses in one go! Looking along the direction, two strong men, the K of Hearts and the K of Diamonds, were working together to pull apart a rather crude ballista that looked like it had just been completed. The K of Clubs mounted the second sharpened shu trunk on the cannon. Another arrow killed many people!
The continuous advance made the people in the Banxuan group quite impatient. The living people used all their remaining courage and ferocity to fight against the three people operating the ballista.
A spear descended from the sky passed through the body of a robber and pinned him to the ground. There is a man standing on the gun, he is the Dragon Knight! It is also Gardams who Magenta has met before, Ten of Clubs. Yalong Ziyu ignored him and flew through the air. He picked up a robber and flew into the air, then threw it heavily to the ground.
The bodies smashed into mud seemed to indicate that the battle had entered another stage. Another magic swordsman, the Ten of Spades, stood in front of the mage, black mage and geomancer behind the half-string group, holding a pair of swords of ice and fire.
"Teams 4 and 5 stop shooting. Teams 6, 3 and 5 advance forward."
The arrows in the two rows of archer pouches are almost used. After stopping shooting, the kneeling group threw away the short bows in their hands and joined the spear warriors who were squatting still and the four lightly armed swordsmen still standing in the back row to join the battle.
The armored warrior who continued to create blood and flesh in the field, the dark heavy armor on his body had long been dyed red, and a lot of minced meat could be seen stained at the joints of the armor. Twelve warriors also participated in the close combat, accelerating the defeat of the Banxian Regiment. What's even more frightening is that there are still eight cavalrymen riding horses who have not yet attacked. The eight horses were like stone statues, motionless in place. And the evil swordsman is still where he is.
Wearing a black mobile bunker-like armor, the symbol of Spades K on it marks his identity. Standing next to him is a little girl wearing a black short robe and holding a token in her hand, the Q of Hearts. The constant scar on her face is impressive. If that scar is missing, her future will definitely be quite promising. sex. The one closest to the two people is a swordsman wearing a simple upper body armor, the Ace of Hearts. The most noticeable thing is the broad-edged sword in her hand. The blade is transparent, as if made of glass.
"Alice, remember every battle from now on. It will be you who will lead this group of undead in the future."
The little girl just lowered her head and remained silent. Looking coldly at the corpses being created. The casualties of the Half String Regiment have exceeded half.
"War depends on strategizing, that is, intelligence control, strategy application, etc. The purpose is to maximize the advantage on the battlefield. And combat depends on morale! When the morale of the enemy is defeated, the war has been won. Half of it. Then it depends on your war goal. Is it just to win the war, or do you have other goals?"
A robber who came in front of them was cut in half by shu's sword. Letting the blood splatter on his face, the general continued to explain: "Eastern and Western battle thinking are different, and there are arguments just for the status of the leader. Personally, I am used to not participating in the battle and commanding from a third party's perspective. Advance and retreat. But that doesn't mean I will stay in a safe place, I will only stay in a place where I can see and command the troops clearly."
He took a few steps forward to close the fighting distance. "Some troops like to use battle formations when fighting, but it is actually not practical. The skillful use of battle formations requires familiarity. Moreover, there are great changes on the battlefield, coupled with the changing characteristics of battle formations, who can grasp all the changes? Yeah! Use the characteristics of each unit flexibly, and then just trust that your soldiers can kill the enemy and drive them back."
More and more people are determined to die and are fighting in all directions, just to find a bloody way to escape. Of course, some people choose this group of people who don't move much. The mage standing aside chanted incantations and sprinkled various medicinal materials. After reciting the spell, many spider webs fell from the air and bound the red-eyed robber. Everyone was put on the spot.
Seeing the evil swordsman with a hungry look on his face, the general waved his hand helplessly. The evil swordsman licked the blood that had just stained his lips, Shouma? Gnarokk was in his hand. Entering the range of the spider web alone. The spider web that can stop the action has no effect on the ev
Like a spider walking on its web, shu slowly enjoyed the killing pleasure. The Evil Holy Sword always slowly inserts itself into the fatal part of the human body, and then pulls it out in one breath. Blood stained all the cobwebs created by spells.
"The most correct view of fighting is to make adequate preparations, including supplies, support... etc., and formulate correct strategies, such as traps, ambush... etc. The right way is to attack the few with more. If you can't do this, If the degree is different, you need to use surprise. The surprise attack is the opponent's psychology, so the surprise strategy is to be fast. It is necessary to use all the advantages before the enemy regains its footing. If you cannot win, you must at least change the advantages and disadvantages. Then use More wins less."
It seemed to be a major counterattack before death, or someone gathered the remaining soldiers, and the remaining dozens of people in the Banxian Regiment gathered to attack in the same direction.
"Team 7, Team J, charge!"
The eight cavalrymen drew out their cavalry spears like wild horses, splitting into two rows and charging towards the remaining members of the Half String Regiment. The first row jumped high in front of the assembled bandits, threw their spears downwards, and then nailed a group of living people to death. The second row of cavalry formed a line and cut off the bandits.
The bandits who had been blocked were once again surrounded, and all the enemies they had left behind caught up with them. The siege situation has become impregnable.
"But to win a war, it's not just about having an advantage and having elite soldiers. You also have to use all your advantages and make the best use of everyone's skills. This is the way to victory. This is why the general must understand The skills and training methods of all professions. You must know them first before you know how to use them. Don't expect to send doctors and other medical troops or engineers directly to the field." He pointed to the eight teams behind him, and because the crossbows were damaged, the battle The situation was almost certain and Team K did not continue its operations.
"It would be a very miserable situation for supply troops and generals to directly engage in hand-to-hand combat. One person must be able to serve as ten people, squeezing their abilities to the limit, and coupled with good and effective strategies, then we will Ten times or even a hundred times more force was used to achieve victory smoothly! I hope this battle can serve as a good teaching material, Alice."
The last living member of the Half String Group also died under the sharp teeth of the Yalong. All members of the Black Sheep organized their weapons on the battlefield and returned to the general. Almost everyone has several wounds on their bodies, and even a few arrows stuck in them. But despite maintaining rosy cheeks, they only breathed a little faster than usual. Morale remains high.
When everyone turned their attention to the only two people at the scene who were not dressed in black. The general turned around and took off his helmet, revealing the kind eyes that an old man should have, and stretched out his thick palm towards Magenta. "Welcome to join you, Ace of Clubs. I am General Bahan, King of Spades, the current leader of the Black Sheep Knights."
Back at Yorkser Church, only shu and Ye from the Black Sheep Knights followed. shu also only brought an Evil Holy Sword and a piece of leather armor; Ye brought similar things to shu, except that the Evil Holy Sword was replaced by a cavalry spear.
There must be a lot of questions in my mind. But after returning to the church, all that became unimportant. Magenta just stayed with Shen Jing, who never woke up again. There was still a slight warmth in his hands, and his heartbeat and breathing were still there. There is still hope for everything, or waiting for the moment of despair.
A member of the Blue Shield Knights didn't know why he continued to stay, and he never conveyed the message to his companions. Maybe they didn't need it. She continued to do the work she had done during the period without shu, running back and forth between another room with a deep view and other places. In her eyes, the emaciated person was not only a patient, but also a rogues. But who can break the bonds in that room?
The evil swordsman who stayed in the church never left again. He didn't know where he got a lyre, and he just stayed in the chapel every day, practicing awkwardly. Ye, who is said to be his only lover, also stayed by his side, the only audience for the tone-deaf piano music.
On the morning of the fifth day, the rogues who was pretending to be asleep was woken up by a strange sound.
"Pin'er."
"Sister Shen Jing..."
The woman who had been lying on the bed got out of bed and walked gently to the cupboard step by step. Magenta also rushed to her side and helped the weak woman open the bottom cabinet. Inside was a very familiar piece of clothing and a pair of floral shoes. It was a treasure she would wear during the village festivals in the past days. But the past days are very far away, and Magenta's memories are all occupied by these new memories.
"Can you help me put it on?" Shen Jing reluctantly took off the pajamas he was wearing. It was not the first time that Magenta saw her naked body when she was helping Father Harrison with his work. But this was the first time Shen Jing blushed.
The glowing red body and face looked so noble and elegant in Magenta's eyes. She put on the cotton clothes dyed grass green for Sister Shen Jing, took her slender feet and put them on the little flower shoes. Shen Jing held Magenta's shoulders and came to the simple dressing table.
Looking in the mirror, Shen Jing smiled bitterly. "I've never altered this dress. I didn't expect it to still fit. I must be too thin." He sat down in front of the dressing table and looked at his face carefully. "Pin'er, can you help me comb my hair? My hair is so messy."
Picking up the comb, Magenta stands behind the deep scene. He picked up the dazzling crystal honey hair and combed it where Sister Shen Jing could see it in the mirror.
The delicate singing voice came out at this moment and got into the ears of the rogues. This is also part of the memory. In that small distant village, it is full of rural singing. Shen Jing closed her eyes and sang intoxicatedly, and Magenta unknowingly joined in the singing. Slowly, he was the only voice left, and the singing also changed its tone. But he still held the comb and combed the hair that was no longer shiny in his hands.
The green buds of spring are popping up smoothly and warm weather is coming. Green grassland and green mountains, white clouds and blue sky, they are preaching the truth about how beautiful the world is. But for some people, there is no way to settle down and experience it all.
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust..."
Standing in the public cemetery next to Yorkser Church, Father Harrison was praying for the deceased.
The man who had once decided to stop serving as a knight was now dressed up. The Holy Sword Gnarokk stood in front of his feet, his hand resting on the Holy Sword. Maybe she wanted to use this to support her body.
The evil swordsman, who was always laughing and joking, sat on someone else's tombstone, gently playing the lyre, trying to create a somewhat mournful atmosphere. Although a bit of a loser, no one stopped him.
The other person who stayed at the Yoksel Church, Ye, followed the other companions and stood under a distant shu. There were forty-nine people in total, all dressed in black. Everyone prayed silently according to their own habits. Some people half-knelt, some bowed their heads...
The rogues who should have been the saddest did not shed any tears at this time. He just lowered his head with dull eyes and murmured: "If dust must return to dust, and dust must return to dust, then where will I return...?" Lonely, he did not notice another line of sight coming from behind. That's also the view of the deep scene.
"No one can answer your question because the decision is yours."
I don't know when, but the girl who always likes to wear simple ivory clothes, with a bell tied to a hemp rope around her waist, appeared again. Except for Father Harrison, Magenta and Deep View, everyone else was half-kneeling on the ground with their heads lowered.
Looking at the little girl who suddenly answered her, Magenta moved back her dull eyes. "Should I complain to you for what I have lost? Or should I thank you for what I have gained?"
"This is also your own problem." Walking to the tomb in Shenjing, the little girl clasped her hands and prayed silently.
As if escaping reality, Magenta returned to her normal expression. "In the future you see, is it possible for me to achieve a great career? For example, becoming a king or a hero."
"Of course it's possible."
"Oh~oh! Really?"
"Really, but the possibility is probably smaller than the possibility of you killing a red dragon."
"Huh?" Magenta looked dumbfounded at the little girl who made this metaphor. She closed her eyes and opened her hands, as if she wanted to contain the whole world. "The future has infinite possibilities. However, a person's personality and circumstances will invisibly limit future development. To become a king or a hero, you will definitely not be able to get anything else. Are you willing to use such a What is the price to pay in exchange for it? Perhaps thinking about whether such a price is worth paying is more important than thinking about how to be a king. The future is unlimited, but development is limited in humans. "
After thinking for a long time, Magenta gave up the too complicated thinking. "Anyway, the future is up to you. I don't know what to do anyway, so I'll leave it to you to arrange it. If you need me. By the way, have you predicted this ending?"
A slight smile. "You have already determined this ending, so you don't need me to predict it." He turned to look at the other person. "This time I'm here to say goodbye to Shen Jing, and I'm also here to meet Shen Jing."
Realizing that one of the deep scenes the girl was talking about was herself, the female knight looked at the strange little girl. He still doesn't know the identity and abilities of the other party, but those big clear eyes seem to be able to see through his own heart. Even though he was naked in front of her, it didn't cause any disgust. On the contrary, I feel like I have returned to the soup of life where everything originated, so comfortable.
"Fifty-one people, I'm still missing an Ace of Diamonds. Are you willing to help me? Deep view."
Deliberately mentioning only the name Shen Jing, this made the female knight look at the magenta and the half-kneeling shu with a little trouble. He asked himself in a low voice. "Okay?"
The little girl who approached the female knight stood on her toes and stretched out her hands, hoping to hold her beautiful face. Shen Jing half-knelt on the ground unconsciously, letting her kiss his forehead. "Don't worry, another meaning of mutual restraint and opposition is complementarity. I need the power of shu, but I also need your power. It's just another thing that I can't make any promises to you. Your heart is still too messed up. "
Still being spied on? But he couldn't be angry, because he was secretly hoping for such an ending. Looking up at the girl's face, Shen Jing smiled and teased himself. "Changing from cows to sheep?" His will became firm and his face became determined. "What do we need to do?"
"It's time to play." Letting go of Shen Jing's face, the girl turned around, and the others stood up at the same time. "We need to set up the grandest game stage."
postscript
The patient in Yorkser's church finally passed away, and her companions also left the church one after another.
When Father Harrison recorded his last medical diary about Deep View, he left a description that confused subsequent researchers.
"Darkscape completed her mission in life. Her suffering was shared by three souls, the soul of the Lord, the soul of Deepview and the soul Magenta. The Lord led her to heaven, but pushed the other person Go down to hell. I don't know if this judgment is correct, because in these last days, I saw a familiar figure. I am not sure if that is him. If so, it must be the soul of the dead who came back from hell, and The dead will only lead the dead. Maybe I should hold on to that kind magenta, but the strength to push him away is not something I can bear. Maybe as the strange little girl said, 'It's time to play'. I I don't know what this sentence means, and I pray that I never have to know. May there be room for deep views in a corner of heaven. Amen."
He is a well-known landscape painter in mainland China, and his works are preserved in the Yorkse Church. It hangs in the room where the painting was done.
About two hundred years later, war broke out again, affecting the Yorkist Church, and this painting also entered the market. At that time, Shanshui had become a legendary painter, but his work was controversial. Because it is different from the usual landscape painting style, this painting "Endless | Of Deep View" contains too much desire and anger for life. However, there was no flaw in the handwriting of the signature.
Therefore, the most unique painting among the landscape paintings was bought by the king of a large Western country at a price that no one could have imagined. However, the painting was stolen the next day, leaving only the Shadow Guild's Black Eagle mark and a short signature on the scene. The sign records the origin and whereabouts of the painting, which is on the wall that belongs to it in the Yorkse Church that is gradually being restored. He also made it clear that he had no intention of touching the painting again.
In that era, no one wanted to trouble the Shadow Guild, because they had almost become a weird existence that could be compared with the ninja organizations across the continent. And this group of people are only willing to admit that they are rogues.
Back to the present point in time. What was in Adam's mind? She who can compete with the goddess of history must be beyond the comprehension of little writers like us. But I know that this will eventually be seen. Because although her time is infinite, others are still limited.
Historical records of the 9th day of the golden lunar month in the year of the leaping snake in the sky