The solar system is broken

A screw has come loose.

It rotates slowly along its central axis, and the spiral trajectory extends along the direction of the thread. It floats forward in a very orderly manner. If there is no air resistance, it will keep spinning around the earth.

It's just that the nut twisted in a weird arc in the air, reversed in the air, hung upside down in the air around its long axis, reversed 360° in the air, and continued to move forward along the original thread.

At this moment, the nut is just like the tennis racket tossing experiment seen on Earth. It is thrown from the front and the grabbing side is always on the back.

Perhaps for a person, it is normal, but for a planet, the amplification of this phenomenon is incredible. That would be a huge tragedy.

Consciousness is flowing, from meaningless images to colorful particles, and finally to clear vision.

The flowing water is flowing, and the pine forest is deep. A large stretch of black ink is a primeval forest.

A small stream spreads to infinite distance.

The writer shook his head and stood up, looking at the world in confusion.

The wind was very sentimental, and cold sadness flowed against his skin.

The earth has sufficient heat, and such coniferous forest belts are almost impossible to find (there are still high mountain areas). This is not the earth, at least not the earth where the writer is located.

Moss grows on the stones rounded by water, and a shallow layer of moss sticks alive in the dark jungle.

"Referring to the distribution map of the earth's thermal zones before the disaster," the writer stretched out his hand and touched the shallow puddle, and the calmness was shattered by a layer of ripples, "as well as the moisture content, this place is approximately in the eastern part of the continent.

Cold temperate zone.(Greater and Lesser Khingan Mountains)"

This conclusion is very rough and actually inaccurate. The pine forest is widely distributed and the special terrain will also affect the water and heat. Coupled with the changes in cold and warm in historical periods, this conclusion will be pushed to the edge of fallacy.

"Perhaps..." Looking at himself dressed in Gebu, he shook his head dullly, still in the palm of someone else's hand. The writer suddenly picked up a handful of water and poured it on his face. The stimulation of hot and cold nerves made him shiver.

Where is it? The writer looked up at the sky. In addition to blue, there is also a faint blush. It is the imperfect color matching of the three primary colors. It is probably the VR world, maybe a Wrangler.

The last time his mind was clear and his mind was shattered, the writer was convinced that he was not wearing a VR helmet on his head.

In other words, someone put a helmet on themselves.

Is the body saved?

The writer shook his head. When Baiqi shattered, he clearly saw the cabin above his head cracking bit by bit, and the dazzling sunlight shone in.

After that, the body was involuntarily pushed out of the crack by the air pressure and floated towards the dense group of debris. Then... the writer fainted.

After all, writers are normal people and will have normal physiological reactions when seeing things that are beyond common sense.

At the level of a space suit, it cannot withstand the torment.

Rescued?

Sounds like a myth.

But it is indeed possible, such as keeping some fragments and raising them in a petri dish. The writer thought of a person, Han Ling'er, whose family studies this kind of biology.

At Guanghua Temple, Han Ling'er was very interested in using this cultivation experiment to scare the thieves tied to the ground.

There is a conjecture in the philosophy of thought called the brain in a vat, which is very similar to this.

After handing over feelings, people's understanding of themselves will be extremely shallow.

It seems that this time the situation is worse than last time.

Ah~ let out a melodious sigh.

The writer relaxed all over, lay down on his head, and looked into the small space.

The light blue world is more beautiful than the one painted with a paintbrush. The feeling of being alive is very good. (At least the consciousness is maintained)

The grass blades were fluttering and the insects were chirping. It was a very pleasant world. He liked this world very much. The sun would rise on time and the stars would meticulously travel across the dome.

The branches trembled, making a slight shuddering sound.

The writer closed his eyes and thought about nothing.

He accepted his fate. Conspiracy followed conspiracy, a man was too fragile.

"Kakaka~"

The branches were shaking continuously, like grinding teeth. It was accompanied by some thin and dense sounds.

The air is very cool, completely different from the endless heat of the earth, and the hairs on my hair stand on end.

There was a slight vibration, and the body hair on the pores swayed slightly. There was something, but he was not interested in caring about it, it was just a game.

The rustling is wandering in the invisible distance, approaching the body of life.

Teng ~ There was a muffled sound, and the dense jungle clouds parted, and a black armored soldier jumped up, holding a lasso in his hand.

The knight was riding a horse, he was three meters tall, and he looked like a whirlwind when he charged forward.

The writer's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling. Wait a minute, brother, your armor...

der~The soldier whistled and pinched the horse's belly. The horse felt pain, spread its hooves and stepped on the writer.

The noose had a live mouth on it. The rider raised it above his head and swung it, and it was as big as a hug. He held the horse's belly and lowered the noose sideways. A whirlwind passed by. Before the writer could stand up, there was a lot of weight on his waist.

A circle.

The horse quickly pulled the noose, and with a sound like a bowstring, the writer was locked, and both hands were tied tightly by the arm-thick hemp rope.

With a leap, the rope was like a chopping knife. There was only a "bang" sound, but it broke the writer's spine.

Before the writer could cry out pain, he fainted.

The rider never looked back at the poor man, but still frantically urged his horse to sit down and run wildly through the forest.

"Fengfengfeng~" Suddenly a loud shout came from the east side of the forest.

Then other places in the pine forest also said, "Fengfengfeng~"

Deng Deng Deng~ Dozens of horsemen gathered around the place, and behind each of them was a noose, covered with blood all the way.

"Rahu~ Go horse!" A rider with a feather on his head rode up. He looked like a minor official. With a wave of his hand, the riders turned their horses' heads and walked out of the pine forest.

"Buzz buzz!" A sound of beef tendons deforming sounded from the depths of the pine forest, and dark arrowheads flew in like locusts.

Walking slower, the arrowhead passed straight through his chest. The horse under its crotch did not know that the man was dead, but still stepped forward, but the man's body was thrown back, as if he was stuck on the ground.

"Let's go!" the leader roared urgently, drew out the short sword from the leather holster at his waist, and put aside an arrow that had lost its strength.

"Wind! Wind! Wind!" This sound was different from before. It was more majestic and solemn, just like the congratulations uttered from the bronze tripod.

The cavalry officer also trembled when he heard the sound, and the sword in his hand was almost gone.

There are many people, but they are all enemies.

"Wai!"

On one side, the pine forest fell one after another, and a whirlwind of knights flew out. This group of people was a little different. They were all dressed in brick red. Everyone carried a long transparent boat that was more than five feet. With the extremely fast speed of the horses,

There was a sound of drums and a long rain fell down.

A long arrow is no better than an arrowhead, it only hears a few ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh but when it hits the ground, sawdust flies up, and the tools of the men and horses are broken into pieces.

With a wave of throws, the black-armored rider fell to the ground. Fortunately, this was a forest and the formation was scattered, otherwise it would be even worse.

"Go away! Go away!"

The black knight reacted quickly and scattered to the side, trying to escape.

The red cavalry who surrounded him were merciless. They made a small semi-circular arc in the pine forest and blocked the exit of the pine forest. They surrounded the dozens of cavalrymen and horses towards Gaixin and were about to kill him.

"Attack!" The sound of drums came over like a tidal wave.

This is the main force of the enemy.

The black knight who had trapped him could not escape. He was surrounded and driven to a place. The horseman was fidgeting with the reins in panic, "General?!"

The cavalry officer was expressionless at this time, and he was bald and holding the sword at a loss. He was also shouting in his heart that it was miserable. He was supposed to catch the driver's mouth, which was a good job, but he ran into the net.

In the distance, there are layers of human figures in the forest, which is overwhelming.

"Why don't you give up this driving mouth!" A young man took off the hood on his head and threw it to the ground. He drew out his short sword and was about to cut off the rope of the noose.

If the horse drags a person, it will not affect the speed of the horse. If it is cut off, it will run faster.

"We are outnumbered now, I'm afraid..." The young man pressed the short blade in his hand, but unfortunately the cavalry officer's hand was stronger and he couldn't cut the noose.

The cavalry officer said nothing and looked around the military schools. When the cavalry officers looked at him, all the military schools turned their heads away and remained silent. They were very frightened when they thought about it.

They lost their courage and did not want to fight.

"It's only two miles away from the military tent. There's a loud noise now, and the army must hear it." The cavalry officer tightened the horse's rope, and the horse shook its head and snorted, and was restless under its crotch. "It only takes a moment to rescue the troops."

Here we are, fighting and moving at the same time, so that we can keep our mouths open and still have a chance of survival."

Everyone nodded, knowing that what the cavalry officer said was true.

The cavalry officer waved his short sword and said, "Besides, if you give up your mouth, you will become an unbeliever who has abandoned the king's order. You must sit down according to the law! There is no room for relaxation."

Everyone was silent, and it would be hard to talk about going back if they lost their words.

Knowing that the heat was almost over, the cavalry officer said eagerly, "Make a decision quickly!"

The red rider is getting closer and closer.

The young man muttered something else, but the cavalry officer glared back.

"A certain battle!" A dark-faced man pulled out the short blade from his waist, slashed the air twice, then put the "driving mouth" on the horse, and tied it tightly to the saddle.

front.

“Count it as one of a certain family!”

...

With one, the people behind him were not to be outdone and prepared to fight.

The cavalry officer nodded, turned the horse's head, and said, "I have an idea," with a solemn expression.

Everyone held their breath and listened quietly to the cavalry officer's words.

"Let's go separately, faster, faster!" The cavalry officer pulled the reins, "Faster!"

I can do this too.

Strategy requires considerable strength.

The cavalry officer took the lead, clamped the horse's belly, leaped out of the forest, and faced the red cavalry rushing towards him.

The two teams were only a hundred paces apart, and the black knight's starting speed was too short and he was not the fastest, so he really suffered a bit.

Tap tap tap~ A red line rushed over, followed by yellow dust and grass blades, and the earth trembled.

The horse under his crotch was so violent that some people could not restrain the horse and rushed to the side.

"Hold it down!" the cavalry officer shouted loudly.

Everyone used some tricks to stabilize the horses.

The horse's speed is still increasing, and it only takes a short time to reach one hundred steps.

The entire black cavalry formed a cone formation, pointing towards the center of the red cavalry.

The red cavalry took advantage of their large number of people and formed a crane-shaped formation, intending to surround the black cavalry and eat them.

The cavalry officer took off the bow from his back with his backhand, calmed down, raised his body halfway, reached out with his right hand, took out an arrow, and bent the bow to string it.

The dagger drew an arc and penetrated a rider who was charging towards him. The arrow pierced diagonally and got stuck in the man's ribs. The rider turned to one side and fell down.

The long sword in the man's hand suddenly tilted up, and the horse under him didn't check it. The short-headed blade poked a hole in its neck.

When a rider fell down, several riders behind him who couldn't get out of the way fell down one after another.

The cavalry officer leaned down to avoid Chang Shu's piercing blow, and with his dagger, he cut down one person with a clean cut.

"color!"

The black cavalry behind them all shouted. Seeing how brave their general was, they also gathered momentum and rushed forward.

Most of this group of black cavalry were scouts. In terms of battle formation, they were not as good as an army like the red cavalry. However, they were more capable than others and were no more elite than ordinary people.

The black cavalry was like a loach, weaving back and forth, not entangled with the red cavalry, and for a while the red cavalry also surrounded him. After folding in a dozen cavalry, the black cavalry slipped out more than a dozen cavalry.

It's just that there are only a few black knights, and a lot of them will die if they meet one by one.

Although the horse battle is more fierce, it is much smaller than the starting battle.

In the end, the situation of intertwined black and red did not form.

The black cavalry tore through an encirclement and jumped up onto a small dirt bunker. The cavalry officer reined in the horse's head and looked behind him, only 28 riders were left.

"Everyone," the cavalry officer picked up his riding whip and pointed at the pine forest he had just experienced, and cupped his hands, "I will be crowned with happiness~"

The red riders stopped moving forward when they reached the front of the mountain. They also reined in their horses and stopped moving forward. They stood far away and made some useless noise.

This place is too close to the Black Cavalry Military Tent. If we were to sink in just for a few expulsions, there might be many more expulsions here.

The cavalry officer of Sanbao flicked his horse's head and disappeared behind the mountain. The disciples who rushed to the edge of the forest did not even touch the enemy's hair, and the battle ended.

This small mound is not ordinary. It is the boundary of Dongshan Mountain. To the west of Dongshan is the boundary of the King of Zhou, and to the east of Dongshan is the boundary of the King of Shang.

The Shang and Zhou wars in the past 30 years were all centered on Dongshan.

The two sides fought dozens of times, and both sides won and lost.

But this time, Shang and Zhou had to decide the outcome.

The era of chaos is coming, and only by defeating the remaining king can we be able to deal with the most terrifying Haotian God.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding~" Jin Duo rang.

A red flag soldier rode out from the dense forest and shouted loudly, "The king says, come back!"

In the open space, a chain reaction immediately started, "The king said, come back!"

They transmit information quickly and precisely like electronic components.

The sound was like a tide, with each wave covering the other, and the sound was huge.

The red cavalry at the front gathered their men and retreated towards the dense forest.

Those disciples were divided into one group to clean the battlefield. They squatted down, stripped off the armor from the dead warriors, piled the corpses up and burned them.

As for the horses, those that were dead or could not be saved were slaughtered on the spot, and those with minor injuries were removed.

The whole scene went on quietly, without any joy of victory at all. Their expressions were dull, like puppets on strings.