Black Book

Chapter 389: The Country Loses Its Pillar
Boom~
A dazzling flash of lightning exploded at the end of the horizon, followed by a deafening thunder that tore through the sky and earth, as if the whole world was shaking.

When a country loses its pillar, the whole world is shaken!
The long river of fate rolled and turbulent, and the originally prosperous [Dazhen] national fortune turned from prosperity to decline, and once again showed signs of decline on the symbolic level.

The young man in black riding on the handsome black horse stopped his horse and looked into the distance, his pupils reflecting the chaotic and distorted mysteries of nature.

Still not in time...

Although he knew that Luo Ming's time was near, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help feeling a little sad when he actually died.

From the founding of the country to the present, the destined heroes who have guarded [Dazhen] for hundreds of years could not escape the ravages of life.

Immediately, the boy shook his head and put this emotion behind him.

A clay pot will break if it is not left on the well, and a general will inevitably die in the battle.

As a hero who has spent his entire life in military service, Luo Ming probably also hopes to die on the battlefield rather than rot on his sickbed.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so eager to return to the Yongzhou front...

"Xiaolin, did you sense it too?"

At this moment, a clear voice sounded in his ears. As the sound of horse hooves approached, Yin Kejun rode a snow-white horse and stood side by side with Zhu Haomiao.

"Well, the King of Yue has fallen, and Dazhen has lost a pillar."

Zhu Haomiao looked up at the sky. The inky black clouds rolled and squirmed, soon covering the entire sky.

Wow~
The raindrops as big as beans poured down, and the whole world was dim and dark, as if the heaven and earth were crying.

"Without the King of Yue, can we really resist the Golden Court's advance southward?"

Having grown up listening to the legendary stories of the King of Yue, Yin Kejun believed that Luo Ming was an insurmountable barrier. As long as he was still there, the Hu people could only watch from outside the pass and sigh in despair, unable to cross the line.

But now, the barrier is broken, and everyone has to face the threat from outside the pass. A thick fear and anxiety suddenly enveloped their hearts.

Glancing at Yin Kejun who looked worried, Zhu Haomiao vaguely understood.

Her mentality is also the mentality of the vast majority of [Dazhen] people.

This is the impact of the fall of the Child of Destiny on the material level, and also the impact of the symbolic level projected onto the mind.

This fear and anxiety may even turn into capitulationism as time goes by.

[Dazhen] urgently needs a new hero, a new symbol, and a new spiritual pillar!
The black-clothed youth suddenly understood and whispered each word.

"Even without the King of Yue, there is still me."

"But……"

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Haomiao interrupted forcefully.

"I know that the reputation of Duke Yu is far inferior to that of the King of Yue."

"But soon, I will let the enemy know what kind of monster they have released..."

After a pause, the young man in black raised the corners of his mouth evilly, with twisted black light rolling in his pupils, and whispered in an imperceptible voice.

"I originally intended to get along with you guys as an ordinary person, but you kept pushing me too far. I won't pretend anymore..."

"Next, you will face the original sin that has abandoned its moral bottom line."

While murmuring softly, Zhu Haomiao lightly squeezed the horse's belly. The horse under him understood and slowly accelerated, like a sharp arrow tearing through the rain curtain.

Behind him, Yin Kejun stared at the receding figure. Although he didn't hear the muttering clearly, he faintly felt that Li Lin seemed to have broken free from some kind of restraints and was exuding a creepy joy and happiness.

It was as if he was not rushing towards a battlefield, but was rushing towards a sumptuous feast with hunger.

He was craving for killing, destruction, and blood! With a flash of inspiration, Yin Kejun realized that the ferocious Duke Yu was only in his restrained state!
What a terrifying scene it would be when he fully reveals his ferocious fangs?

A question involuntarily emerged in his mind. Just by imagining it, Yin Kejun shuddered and shook his head repeatedly.

Forget it, don't scare yourself.

Suppressing all distracting thoughts, Yin Kejun urged his horse to catch up.

Behind her, nearly ten thousand knights, each with three horses, were rushing in the rain like a torrent.

………………

The heavy rain pounded on our bodies, the road was slippery and muddy, and the retreating team, which stretched for more than ten miles, slowed down and finally almost came to a standstill.

"Brothers, work harder. Once we enter Luxia Pass, we can have a good rest."

Officers at all levels continued to encourage each other, but the army, which had already been exhausted, could no longer exert any strength and could only move forward at a snail's pace.

A general who was guarding the rear looked back uneasily in the direction he came from, with a bad premonition lingering in his heart.

It seemed as if some danger was approaching rapidly, making him feel uneasy.

But thinking about the fact that the King of Yue personally led the team to stop the enemy, if there was any danger approaching, it would mean...

The general's heart sank and he shook his head, not daring to think about it any further. He could only comfort himself that he was overthinking.

However, the next second, he suddenly trembled all over, and vaguely sensed a slight fluctuation coming from the overwhelming rain.

The general dismounted his horse without hesitation and pressed his palms deep into the muddy ground, catching the clear vibrations obscured by the sound of rain.

Heavy cavalry!
At least tens of thousands!
It's very close!
The general's pupils contracted, he drew his sword and let out a deep and shrill roar.

"Enemy attack! Form formation!"

The sudden warning caused the team to panic for a short time, but the well-trained soldiers still held on to their last breath and began to set up defenses on the spot.

However, before they could establish an effective defensive formation, a black mass of Centaurs rushed out from the rain, tearing through the defenses like a shovel and crushing all obstacles like a steamroller.

"Kill, kill, kill! Kill all these two-legged sheep!"

Amidst the ferocious laughter, the scimitar flew up and down, flashing a sharp cold light.

With elite officers as the spearhead and the momentum of the charge, the Centaur army chased and killed the Centaurs, leaving behind only a field of broken limbs wherever they passed.

The Dazhen army, exhausted by the bloodshed caused by the third brother, was no match for these well-rested Centaurs. The defense line that they had barely built collapsed rapidly and was divided, surrounded, and gradually eroded.

"Fuck you, I'm going to fight you!"

"Brothers, if you kill one, you'll get your money back. If you kill two, you'll make a profit. Kill these four-legged beasts!"

…………

Like wild beasts trapped in despair, the Dazhen army was also aroused to ferocity, and a ferocious and bloody light flashed in the soldiers' eyes.

The heart was beating wildly, adrenaline was secreted endlessly, the surging blood was pumped into the limbs, the almost exhausted body regained strength, and the cold body quickly became hot.

The hot blood rushed to the brain, and all negative emotions such as pain, despair, fear, etc. gradually faded away, leaving only a single crazy thought in the mind.

Kill kill kill kill kill!

Some mysterious supernatural power ignored the carrying capacity of the soul and flesh, operated at overload, squeezed out the last bit of potential in the flesh and blood soul, and at the cost of overdrawing life, blossomed into the final swan song.

"kill!!"

(End of this chapter)