chsdbacks Chapter 471 Old General, I’m here to help you!
Chapter 471 Old General, I’m here to help you!
Lou Xiao'e also echoed: "Yes, Jianjun, you will always be our good brother. No matter what difficulties we encounter, we will face them together and solve them together." Her words were full of firmness and trust, which made Zhang Jianjun more confident in moving forward.
Afterwards, the three of them started chatting about family matters. Qin Huairu asked Lou Xiaoe about her recent work situation, and Lou Xiaoe shared her experiences in the workplace. Zhang Jianjun listened quietly and occasionally said a few words. The atmosphere was warm and harmonious.
As they chatted, time passed quietly. As night fell, the courtyard was quiet, with only the occasional chirping of insects and the barking of dogs in the distance breaking the tranquility. However, the three people were not sleepy at all, and they continued to chat as if they had endless things to say.
Finally, Lou Xiao'e stood up, looked at the time, and said with a smile, "It's getting late, I should go back. You guys should go to bed early." There was some reluctance in her words, but she knew that everyone has their own life and they shouldn't always disturb others.
Qin Huairu and Zhang Jianjun also stood up and walked Lou Xiaoe to the door. Qin Huairu said softly, "Xiaoe, come visit us often when you have time." Her words were full of sincerity and expectation. She hoped that Lou Xiaoe could come to her home often and share the little things in life with her.
Lou Xiao'e smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I will." She turned and left, disappearing into the night. Qin Huairu and Zhang Jianjun returned to the house. They smiled at each other, their hearts full of expectations and longings for the future.
In the following days, Qin Huairu and Zhang Jianjun's life became more fulfilling and beautiful. Qin Huairu was busy with housework and cooking every day. She prepared every meal for Zhang Jianjun carefully, making Zhang Jianjun feel the warmth and happiness of home. Zhang Jianjun worked hard, hoping to create a better living condition for Qin Huairu through his own efforts.
Lou Xiao'e often visited the family, bringing fresh fruits and snacks to share the joy of life with everyone. The three of them spent many wonderful times in each other's company, and their friendship became deeper in the process.
Zhang Jianjun was looking at the system prompts that day.
Half of the days in the courtyard have passed.
I muttered to myself: "Looks like there will be a new scene!"
As I thought of this, I saw a flash of white light.
Zhang Jianjun rode his loyal warhorse alone through the lush forests and came to a deep valley. The sunlight shone through the treetops, dappling on his face, but it could not dispel the solemnity between his brows. He came here to find an old friend who had been lost for many years, but he never expected to encounter a sudden dispute in this quiet valley.
In the valley, the sound of fierce fighting was echoing, as fierce as a storm, breaking the tranquility of the surroundings. Zhang Jianjun tightened the reins and let the warhorse move forward slowly, looking around vigilantly. He had an ominous premonition in his heart, and this fight seemed to be not simple.
He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of men in black riding horses not far ahead, surrounding a convoy in a fan shape. The men in black were all dressed in tight black clothes and black masks on their faces, revealing only pairs of eyes flashing with cold light, which made them look particularly eerie and terrifying. Their mounts were also carefully selected war horses, with bulging muscles and tumbling hooves, which made them look extremely agile.
The surrounded convoy was obviously at a disadvantage, as their numbers were far less than those of the men in black, and their equipment was relatively simple. However, at this critical moment, no one in the convoy backed down, and they fought bravely, desperately protecting an important item in the convoy.
Zhang Jianjun's eyes fell on an old general at the front of the convoy. The old general was wearing heavy armor, which was covered with traces of time, but still flashed a cold light. He was riding on a horse, holding a broad sword with a sharp blade, as if it could cut through all obstacles. Although he was old, his movements were extremely agile, and every time he swung the sword, there was a whistling sound of wind, which made the surrounding black-clothed people dare not approach easily.
However, even such a brave veteran seemed powerless at this moment. There were more and more black-clad men around him, and their attacks were getting more and more fierce. There were already several deep scratches on the veteran's armor, which were the masterpieces of the weapons in the hands of the black-clad men. His face was also covered with sweat, and his breathing became rapid. Obviously, he had reached the end of his strength.
Zhang Jianjun was filled with pride when he saw this. He patted the horse's back and told it to speed up. He knew that he couldn't just stand by and watch, or else the veteran and his team would die.
"Stop!" Zhang Jianjun shouted, echoing in the valley like thunder. His voice was deep and powerful, full of unquestionable majesty.
Upon hearing this, the men in black stopped what they were doing and turned to look at Zhang Jianjun. Their eyes were full of vigilance and hostility, as if they wanted to eat him alive.
Zhang Jianjun was not afraid at all. He urged his horse and rushed straight towards the man in black. His horse was like a black lightning, breaking through the encirclement of the man in black in an instant and coming to the side of the veteran.
"Old General, I'm here to help you!" Zhang Jianjun said loudly, his voice full of determination and confidence.
When the old general heard this, a trace of surprise and gratitude flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that at this critical moment, someone would come forward to help him. He nodded slightly and motioned Zhang Jianjun to stand beside him.
With the addition of Zhang Jianjun, the situation of the convoy improved immediately. Zhang Jianjun was a skilled martial artist, and the spear in his hand shuttled through the black-clad men like a dragon, and every swing was accompanied by a bloody storm. Although those black-clad men were brave, they seemed vulnerable in front of Zhang Jianjun.
While fighting, Zhang Jianjun observed the situation around him. He found that these men in black did not seem to be ordinary robbers. Their movements were uniform and coordinated, and they were obviously strictly trained. Moreover, their target did not seem to be the property in the convoy, but some important item in the convoy.