On the desolate path, the red sun shines and heat in the sky, illuminating the surrounding world.

In a place where the grass and trees are flourishing, a subtle sound gradually came from the front.

Click!

The long line was moving forward, and the wheels of the carriage collided with the stones on the roadside from time to time, making the sound of collision, which also caused the carriage to fluctuate from time to time.

The groom driving in front was a middle-aged man with calluses. After finding that the carriage was shaken by stones, he looked carefully at the back of the carriage, as if he was afraid to wake up the person behind him.

Behind the carriage, a boy was lying quietly on the golden hay, with several cracked wounds on his body. Although he had been treated simply, blood was still flowing out on it, staining the soft hay under him into a red color.

It seemed that due to the shock of the carriage, the cracked wound on the boy's body was touched, causing the boy's originally calm face to suddenly become ferocious, and he seemed to suffer extremely strong pain.

"What's wrong?"

The sound of horses roaring low and the deep voice of a big man came from behind.

A knight who was escorting the team saw the carriage stop and rode his horse to question the groom.

"Sir, the axle of the carriage seems to be broken and it will take some time to repair it."

The groom looked embarrassed and looked at the knight in front of him and said in a low voice.

Hearing this, the Knight's brow frowned: "It's really troublesome."

It was already noon at this time. The knight looked up at the sky, feeling the scorching temperature and the faint feeling of fatigue from the surrounding area. Finally, he ordered the team to stop temporarily, rest temporarily in a cool area, and eat at the same time.

The order was issued, and the soldiers around him showed excited expressions, and couldn't wait to find a place to rest for a while.

However, even though they couldn't wait, their vigilance never decreased. After staying, they specially sent several knights to explore the surroundings to eliminate some dangers and traps around them.

But after the previous collision of the carriage, the people on the carriage had begun to wake up.

Under the stimulation of the pain on the body, Chen Ming gradually opened his eyes.

Tired! Pain! Discomfort!

After his will was awake, the pain and fatigue in his body were clearly conveyed to Chen Ming's mind, making his will wake up suddenly and he took a breath of cold air in an instant.

“Where am I?”

Feeling the fatigue and pain on his body, and the passion conveyed from various wounds, Chen Ming's heart arose, and then a large number of memories began to pour into his mind, completely covering his thoughts at this moment.

This is the memory of a thirteen-year-old boy named Atir.

In my memory, Atir was born in an ordinary baron family and was the only successor to a real baron with territory. Because he showed good knightly talent since childhood, he was sent to the same tribe of Atir's father, Earl Poria's castle two or three years ago to be trained in the castle of Earl Poria.

In this area, Count Poria is an absolute ruler. As a fellow Count Poria, Atir's father would naturally actively approach the Count, so he sent Atir, the heir to the other party's castle very early. On the one hand, he received better training and education, and on the other hand, he also expressed his loyalty.

Some time ago, the orc tribes in the north suddenly went south to invade the territory of the Kingdom of Ariel. As the commander of the lords in the north, the lords of Poria sent troops to resist the orc invasion with the lords around them. The thirteen-year-old Adier went on an expedition with the army, but in the end he rushed forward and was surrounded by several orc warriors and injured. He died and was occupied by Chen Ming.

When I remembered here, the feeling of fatigue that came from time to time in my mind gradually faded away, and replaced by a cool feeling that emerged after the heat, which made Chen Ming's tortured awake.

"Sure enough, I traveled through time again."

Feeling the memories that emerged in his mind and the severe pain that kept coming from various wounds on his body, Chen Ming reluctantly raised his arm and touched his face.

There was something condensed on his face stuck to it. Atir used his wiping hard and found that it was full of dry and solidified blood, which continued to go down from his right ear to his chin, making him feel very uncomfortable.

Not only his face, but also his chest, left arm, and right thigh, there were several large wounds, emitting severe pain. The blood almost covered his whole body without any cleaning.

This discovery surprised him. He instinctively wanted to stand up, but found that he had no strength at all. He could only hold the edge of the carriage with his fairly intact right hand and barely sit up on the carriage.

"Damn...What's wrong with this world? Even thirteen-year-olds have to go to the battlefield to fight against orcs that seem to be not ordinary people."

Holding the edge of the carriage, Chen Ming barely supported half of his body, feeling the crazy pain and fatigue coming from his body, and thinking weakly.

In the memory in my mind, there is still a scene where the original owner of this body fights with those orcs, which seems very profound because it has just happened.

In my memory, although the orcs did not have complete steel armor and looked like wild beasts, they were all muscular and burly, and were generally two meters tall. Just looking like a terrifying deterrent.

In fact, the combat effectiveness of these orcs is indeed worthy of their figure and appearance. Even without training, they can match soldiers covered with armor with their strength and physique just wearing rough leather armor. If they are not small in number, they are not comparable to ordinary troops.

However, even such a terrifying orc was not unmatched in Atir's memory.

Adier's terrifying wound was caused by the siege of several orcs, but before that, he killed at least several orcs, and finally he was surrounded by a bunch of orc warriors because he rushed too far.

And the root of all this is that this world has the top power of a knight.

"Knight's breathing method..."

Carefully recalling the memories in his mind, a unique training method appeared in Chen Ming's heart, making him whisper.

"Mr. Atir, are you awake?" A voice suddenly came from the front, with a sense of surprise, breaking Chen Ming's thoughts.

It was a middle-aged man wearing shiny armor, with a beard with a mouthful of beard and his hair was tied up directly. He looked oily and hadn't taken care of for a long time. At this time, he looked at Chen Ming's sitting up and shouted in surprise.

He seemed to be the leader of this team. At this time, he looked at Chen Ming's pale face and slightly cracked wounds, and hurriedly directed the other people to come over, carefully lifted Chen Ming up, and then helped him walk down.

The people here are either some soldiers or grooms, and naturally they are not delicate and gentle characters. They are all thick and thick, which makes Chen Ming's wounds suddenly touched.

"hiss···"

Feeling the sudden thrust from his body, Chen Ming took a sudden breath. His consciousness, which was originally a little depressed due to fatigue and excessive blood loss, suddenly woke up again.

He reluctantly looked up, and with the help of others, he stood up and looked around.

There are several carriages around, and they are parked quietly in the shade of trees beside them to avoid being directly exposed to the sun.

Behind these carriages, figures like corpses were lying quietly on them, each carrying a lot of blood on them, without any movement, and looked terrifying.

Among these figures, Chen Ming also recognized several people from Adier's memory, either aristocratic children like him or some young apprentice knights. They are all characters who are not important but are not ordinary people.

Seeing this situation, Chen Ming felt a vague understanding in his heart.

The task of this team is probably to transport back a person like him who is not too low in status and is seriously injured on the battlefield.

Chen Ming also observed that except for his carriages around, there were basically several wounded people on one carriage.

This is also good news, at least it also shows from the indirection that his status among this group of people should be considered one of the top ones.

"Adier, from now on, I will call this name."

After following the local customs, Chen Ming recited the name twice in his mind and then made this decision.

In front, several soldiers took some dry food from the carriage and handed it directly to Adier after a simple cut.

These dry foods are hard and unpalatable, and taste as unpalatable as rotten meat. Because they were placed on the carriage transporting the wounded, they were stained with blood from the seriously injured, which made Atir look a little unpretentious.

Opposite Atir, he seemed to see Adire's misfortune. The previous team leader explained to Atir: "It's still time to fight, it's not suitable to ignite the fire. Just wait for this distance."

Atir grabbed the dry food on his hand with his uninjured right hand, without saying anything, just nodded in understanding.

The wild environment of this world is too dangerous. Not only are there all kinds of dangerous beasts filled with wild animals, but also various thieves and robbers rampant in the wild, not to mention that it is still during the war, and there may be scattered orc troops wandering in the wild. The thick smoke formed by rash fire may attract these dangers and cause unnecessary dangers to the team.

Thinking about this, in order to recover from his injuries and physical strength quickly, Atir forced himself to suppress his disgust and ate the dry food in his hand stained with dry blood.

In place, the team rested quietly under the shade of the trees for a while. After the sun outside looked slightly smaller, with the command of the leader with his hair, Atir once again struggled to get on the carriage full of odor. With the bumps along the way, he watched the scenery on the road continue to spread backwards.
Chapter completed!