When Ren woke up, he was carried back by a hunter. At that time, he still had a bandage wrapped around his head.
Renn Ackerman, 12 years old this year, was born on December 25, 835. When he was put on earth, it was Christmas. He had the same birthday as Jesus, the Son of God. When he was put into this world - sorry, it was nothing.
It is now the summer of 847. I heard that the 104th Southern Training Corps was recruiting people. Renn was going to join the army and had to go.
Because if he didn't join the army, he might starve to death and become one of the people who rush to cross the street.
Renn is now a time traveler. He used to have two names, but now he is called Renn.
The real Ren died a month ago. He was chased by a bear while hunting and was supposed to be killed by the bear.
But at the critical moment of life and death, a powerful force suddenly surged out of Ryan Ackerman's body, and his control over his body greatly increased.
And then he killed the bear?
Of course not, he is not Maozi, and a minor is no match for Black Bear.
In addition, he accidentally dropped his bow and arrow, so he could only run away like crazy. In a desperate run, he finally got rid of the black bear with its bloody mouth.
But God did not favor this young man very much.
Just when he was about to stop running after escaping from a bear's mouth, he accidentally tripped over a vine on the ground and rolled all the way down the slope, exhausted.
He was careless and did not dodge. He hit his head on a big rock and died.
Then the time traveler Ren opened his eyes, wiped the blood from his face, and found that he was being carried on the back of an uncle hunter and taken back to a small village on the outskirts of the forest.
"Ren, are you healed? I heard that you are also going to train the corps." In a yard, the middle-aged uncle who carried Ren back said.
"No problem, Uncle Braus. It's been a month. I plan to join the army and will set off in the next two days."
Uncle Braus, dressed as a hunter and wearing a hat, smiled:
"Ren, you are a strong man, but you actually ran to seek revenge on that bear half a month ago. This move was too impulsive and did not comply with the caution a hunter should have.
I don't know how you killed it, but it's very dangerous! It's not easy for you to live alone. If you have any difficulties, tell us. After all, your father and I have known each other for ten years. Now that he has unfortunately passed away, I should also take care of you.
one time."
Renn nodded and smiled:
"Thank you for your concern, uncle. I am already 12 years old and can take care of myself. This time I will definitely become a powerful soldier and drive away those giants so that everyone can hunt in the forest again!"
As a time traveler now, he still has some skills. After all, although he seems to have no system, this is also his second time traveling through time.
When he was 14 years old, he woke up one day and was transported to a young man in a different world.
It was not the world of any novels and animations he knew. Just when he was at a loss, he was immediately found to be one of the few knights who could join the Imperial Border Knights to practice holy fighting spirit.
According to the normal rhythm, this is going to be outrageous. It makes him so excited that he can't sleep at night!
Then, reality slapped him in the face!
That "sacred fighting spirit" is not fantasy at all. Not to mention flying into the sky and escaping the earth, breaking through mountains and seas, even the sword energy and the light of the sword cannot cut it out. It is invisible and has no special effects.
In addition to strengthening physical fitness several times, it can only be attached to the surface of fists, feet, swords or arrows to increase attack power.
And what are their opponents? A group of orcs with copper skin and iron bones, immense strength, and ferocious faces.
He still has some talent. After a year and a half of training and more than half a year of actual combat, he became an elite knight who can kill orcs alone.
Then nothing happened.
The Knights of Thorns, one of the 20 knights on the border, was once surrounded by a heavy siege and was almost wiped out.
There is nothing to turn the tide, there is no way to rely on shouting for output, and there is nothing to do about the disparity in troop strength.
Before he died, he pulled 7 orcs on his back, and finally died in battle. There was no miracle. The only miracle was that he traveled through time again. He also carried a not-so-shameless "sacred fighting spirit" with him.
Half a month ago, he used a bow and arrow with invisible fighting spirit to shoot the bear to death, which was regarded as revenge for the original Ren.
Uncle Braus sighed. Hearing that Ren was going to expel the giant, he was a little worried and a little relieved.
Renn's father brought 2-year-old Renn to this village near the forest ten years ago, and then became a hunter and often hunted with him.
Two years ago, in 845, Wall Maria was breached by giants, and a large number of refugees poured into Wall Rose. The forest was reclaimed, and the number of prey dropped sharply. Renn's father went deep into the forest to hunt and never returned.
The then 10-year-old was left alone to survive.
Now two years have passed and Renn is 12 years old, old enough to join the army. He also plans to let his daughter join the army, so they send her together so that they can take care of each other.
"Sasha, come out and say hello to Ren, and he will join the army with you." Uncle Braus glanced at his daughter, Sasha Braus, who was hiding behind a tree in the yard.
She has reddish-brown hair, a shoulder-length ponytail, a slender figure, and three-dimensional facial features. She wears a medieval dress in her spare time. She is a standard beauty.
Sasha was hiding behind a tree and quietly sizing up Ren. Hearing this, she stood up a little shyly: "Ha, hello, I'm Sasha Braus, please give me your advice!"
Renn couldn't help but stroke his forehead: "Sasha, we have met several times, you don't need to be so polite."
"Ha, um... I'm sorry..." Sasha was a little embarrassed, incoherent and didn't know what to say.
Uncle Braus had a headache when he saw this. He couldn't hesitate anymore. He had to send his daughter to serve in the army this time. He wanted to do this last year, but he was a little reluctant, but now he really can't.
My daughter has been in the forest for too long and has difficulty communicating with people normally. Moreover, there have been too few preys recently, and she really cannot afford to feed her "foodie" daughter.
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Uncle Braus coughed slightly and his expression became serious: "Sasha, you pack your luggage today and go to join the army with Renne tomorrow. It happens that the old village
The commander wants to go out to buy some supplies, so you can go together in his carriage, if he can take you along."
Sasha puffed up her face, but she was not so polite to her father: "Huh! Just go, it's just a good time to be a soldier and have enough to eat!"
She had had a quarrel with her father a few days ago, arguing with him whether she should give up her hunting tradition, accept supplies from the government, and raise horses. Therefore, even without Ren, she would have been sent to the army in the end.
Seeing his daughter angrily, Uncle Braus looked helpless. He turned to Ren and said, "Ren, you are usually quite smart. After you go to the training corps, please take care of this stupid daughter of mine."
"Don't worry, Uncle Brous, I will take care of her, and I believe everyone will like her." Renn replied with a smile.
"Ah, who are you calling an idiot? Take out that piece of barbecue and apologize to me!" Sasha grabbed her father's hand angrily. Uncle Braus struggled feebly. His daughter really ate it.
If we don't send her away, the family won't have any food left.
When Ren returned home, his home was a simple cabin.
There is almost no furniture inside, there is no money, there is no wind on the sleeves, there is not enough food, and there is draft from the four walls... This is the situation described.
He has nothing to pack.
A relatively good change of clothes, some dry food, a water bag, and a little money. This was only after he killed the black bear half a month ago and sold it.
Thanks to that bear, he had eaten well in the past half month and bought a decent set of clothes. He didn't do it just because he wanted to avenge his original self.
Compared with poverty, black bears are much cuter. At least the meat is edible, it’s really bear paws, and the taste is just okay.
Black bear:?(;′Д｀?)
In the evening, Ren began to practice the Knight's Breathing Technique. The world changed, and the effect of the Knight's Breathing Technique was only half here.
However, when he traveled through time, he carried with him the "sacred fighting spirit" he had gained from practicing in that unknown alien continent for two years, so the amount of fighting spirit in his body now is pretty decent. Although this fighting spirit is really not that powerful, even the fighting spirit transformed into a horse is better
Not on!
However, if it is attached to the blade, it will at least be easier to chop down the giant. It is better than nothing. He can only comfort himself in this way.
The practice will be completed after two hours. One hour a day is enough. However, the efficiency of this world is only half. Breathing cannot be practiced for more than three hours a day, otherwise it will lose some life span. Although Renn doubts that he will still be able to do it after joining the Survey Corps three years later.
How many days can you live?
Those huge giants that had no vital points except for their nape were much more difficult to deal with than the orcs. Judging from his current perspective, the giants were terrifying.
Without a three-dimensional maneuvering device, he could kill a few giants that were 3 to 4 meters tall at most with a knife. For those giants that were seven to eight meters, or even ten meters tall, he could only run away, but he might not be able to escape.
"Holy Fighting Qi" is not very powerful except for its powerful name. In fact, it cannot produce sword energy and sword light for long-distance attacks.
Even arrows attached to them will scatter when fired beyond 20 meters, and bows and arrows are useless against giants. Therefore, we still have to rely on black technology - three-dimensional mobile devices!
Sure enough, science is the most powerful, the primary productive force is well-deserved, and the rest are all crooked ways!
