Practice starts from a small soldier

Chapter 63 Arriving at the Black Knight Valley

"Ahead is the Black Riding Valley."

Jiang Jiu, who was riding on a horse, stretched out his hand and pointed.

Zhang Qi looked forward.

After three days of driving, we finally arrived at our final destination.

The relationship between Jiang Jiu and him has become a little 'normal', at least they can communicate like ordinary people.

But only there.

But it doesn't matter, Jiang Jiu has already sent him to the Black Knight Valley, and he will return to the battlefield soon.There will be no intersection between them in the future.

"It's a spectacle."

Zhang Qi looked up and saw that at the entrance of the Black Rider Valley, there were two stone statues with a height of more than [-] meters. They were both standard images of the Black Rider, dressed in black armor, riding a Black Wind Beast, holding a sword in the left and a gun in the right. Go up majestic.

After passing these two stone statues, there is an endless plain, and only at the end of the line of sight can one see a series of continuous hills...

This Black Riding Valley is even bigger than imagined.

Tatata!
Not long after the two of them entered the Black Riding Valley, three young and sturdy knights came galloping like the wind.

Meet Jiang Jiu.

The three knights in black leather armor hurriedly got off their horses and gave a standard Zhou military salute: "I have seen you, my lord."

In the Valley of Black Riders, those who wear black iron armor are called black riders.

Those wearing black leather armor are reserve knights, serving as supplementary soldiers for the black cavalry.

The status of the two is very different.

"Ah."

After Jiang Jiu nodded lightly, he pointed at Zhang Qi and introduced, "This man Zhang Qi, he will practice together with you in the future."

Swish swish!
Three sharp gazes fell on Zhang Qi at the same time, seeming to have a little bit of malicious intent.

Zhang Qi also looked at the three of them.

All of them are heroic and powerful, exuding a tyrannical aura if they have any substance. They are all top players in the White Horse Camp, second only to Zhao Que.

And that's just the reserve.

As the pillar of the Beiliang Legion, the Beiliang Black Cavalry is definitely a gathering of geniuses, and the strong come out in large numbers.

"Under Zhang Qi, a native of Baima County, Beiliang County..."

Zhang Qi greeted the three of them.

"hey-hey."

After the three young knights smiled, they also introduced themselves.

Zhao Huo, a native of Jin State.

Yao Dun, a native of Daliang, Jin State.

Xiong Ye, from Jingzhou in the south thousands of miles away, is a native of the state of Chu.

None of these three people came from Beiliang County. It can be seen from this that the recruitment of Beiliang Black Riders is not limited to the local area, but recruits talents from all over the world.

After saying hello.

Jiang Jiu led Zhang Qi to continue on the road, while Zhao Huo and the other three continued to patrol the border.

Not long after, the two came to a small city in the valley. There was no city wall here. The buildings in the city were all made of large black stones. It looked simple and rough, with a bit of gold and iron horse.

This Black Rider City is the headquarters of Beiliang Black Rider.

After entering the city.

The two dismounted, and someone came and took the two horses away.

Zhang Qi found that the people here were the same as Zhao Huo and the other three people he met before, wearing black leather armor, everyone had a strong aura, and each performed their own duties, doing their own things silently.

A two-meter-tall bald-headed brawny man, carrying a load weighing several thousand catties, walked like flying.

A thin young samurai was sweeping the street with a whisk in his hand. With a light wave of the whisk in his hand, the dirt and dust on the ground was swept away, and the street became clean.

There are also some warriors who are busy setting up stalls.

……

Zhang Qi secretly marveled.

There are no other outsiders in this black riding city, and all the food, clothing, housing and transportation are borne by [-] reserve knights.

"Come with me."

Jiang Jiu led Zhang Qi to a large black stone hall.

Zhang Qi saw some people in black robes again.

Jiang Jiu told him that these men in black robes were the deacons who managed the operation of the Black Knight Valley. They were all black knights who had retired due to old age or injury.

Zhang Qi took a closer look and found that most of these black-robed deacons were old men with white hair and handsome looks.

"Big elder."

Jiang Jiu took Zhang Qi to one of the side halls, and saw a white-haired old man.

There is nothing special about this old man's figure and appearance, but the two white eyebrows on his forehead are extremely long, hanging from the cheeks on both sides to his legs, and it is unknown how many years he lived to have such long white eyebrows.

This white-browed old man is the head of the deacons, the Great Elder Xu Ziying, together with Jiang He inside and outside, governs the entire Beiliang Black Cavalry.

"Xiao Jiu, you are back."

Seeing Jiang Jiu, the Great Elder twitched his white eyebrows, looking very happy.

Jiang Jiu nodded obediently.

Afterwards, the Great Elder cast his eyes on Zhang Qi and said, "You are that Zhang Qi, Zhang Sanlang."

Zhang Qi was surprised. He hadn't introduced himself yet. How did this old man know his identity? He suppressed the doubts in his heart, stepped forward and made a bow: "Junior Zhang Qi, I have met the Great Elder."

"good."

The Great Elder turned his eyes around Zhang Qi and nodded slightly.

Zhang Qi's body tightened, and a warning sign rose in his heart.Under the gaze of this Great Elder, it seemed that he had no secrets at all, and all the details of his body had been seen.

He didn't heave a sigh of relief until the other party looked away.

"What an old monster..."

Zhang Qi watched his nose, nose and heart, keeping himself calm.

He has seen real masters, whether it is Zhao Que of the White Horse Camp, or Jiang He, the leader of the Beiliang Black Cavalry, they are all existences whose cultivation is far superior to his.

But only the old man in front of him gave him an unfathomable feeling.

For the first time, he felt his own insignificance.

"Do not be nervous."

The First Elder seemed to see Zhang Qi's uneasiness, and said in a gentle tone: "You are someone who is valued by the general, stay here and practice hard for a while, the old man has already arranged everything for you."

"Yes."

Zhang Qi clasped his fists in response.

Not long after, a middle-aged black-robed deacon came over and led him away.

Jiang Jiu stayed.

"Great Elder, has your father returned from a summons?"

After Zhang Qi left, Jiang Jiu took off the iron mask on his face, revealing a beautiful face with exquisite features, white skin, and cold eyes like tangible ice. Looking at you, that kind of coldness and arrogance is just It was enough to make the person stared at by her tremble from the heart.

"A few days ago, the general sent back a letter with the machine bird."

The Great Elder looked at Jiang Jiu with eyes as deep as the sea, and said slowly, "The general ordered you to stay in the Heiqi Valley, and you don't have to go back to the battlefield."

"what!"

Hearing this, Jiang Jiu's delicate body shook, with expressions of shock, anger, and grievance on her face.

Slap it.

She put the iron mask back on her face, covering up this alluring face.

Then, she stomped her feet and left without looking back.

"Xiao Jiu, don't blame the general."

Looking at the cynical figure, the Great Elder sighed quietly.

"The general's arrangement is also for your own good."

　I found that people don’t like to read the daily life, so I will write less in the future and focus on the protagonist’s practice and career line

　　
　
(End of this chapter)