"Asshole!"
The barbarian was horrified and raised the mace in his hand to hit the man on the head.
The other teenagers were horrified when they saw this and shouted, "A Zhan, be careful!"
The burly young man remained expressionless as he cut the horse's leg in half with one blow.
The warhorse let out a mournful cry and fell over in an instant. The Hu man on the horse naturally lost his balance, and the stick fell to the side.
The young men breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this.
The burly young man also smiled proudly, and it was obvious that he was still very confident in the martial arts he had honed over the years.
With a sneer, he aimed the giant sword at the Hu man who was pinned under his horse.
But at this moment, he suddenly heard a strong wind behind his head, and his face suddenly changed. Without time to look, he turned around and slashed with a knife.
“Ding~!”
There was a sound of metal clashing.
Blocked?
The young man was delighted, but before his joy could show itself, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked up and saw that the knife in his hand had broken into two pieces.
Then he looked at his chest and saw a bloody hole as thick as a finger with blood oozing out.
In the distance, a young man dressed in foreign clothes, riding a tall black horse, was walking slowly towards this side as if strolling in the garden.
He held a somewhat exaggerated iron-framed bow in his hand and looked at him with a hint of contempt.
“It’s this guy, he shot that arrow, why is it so powerful?
I clearly hit it, but…"
The young man looked at the broken knife in his hand with some reluctance, then his eyes went dark and he collapsed to the ground.
I vaguely heard someone calling me, "Azhan, Azhan!"
Some people also shouted, "Run, run!"
"But Ah Zhan..."
"Don't worry about him, he's dead..."
Another voice said contemptuously: "Good reaction, but it's too weak!"
I even heard other Hu people shouting "Ninth Prince" and the Ninth Prince said indifferently: "Don't chase them, take away all the useful things and burn the rest. Qin Gou likes to farm the most, burn these and see how they farm!"
"Hey, it's better to let them plant it. If they don't plant it, how can we steal it?"
"Ninth Prince, are we going too far? Will the Qin border troops retaliate against us?"
"Haha, don't worry. The King of Beihai is busy rebelling against his emperor and has no time to care about us. With the King of Beihai keeping him in check, who among the other border troops dares to move? This is the perfect opportunity for us to strengthen ourselves!
Otherwise, when the Qin Dynasty recovers, we will have no chance of survival!"
…
As the boy listened to these sounds, his brain became increasingly numb and he was unable to think at all.
There was only one vague thought, "Am I going to die? Why, why is Chu Zhan like this...?"
Then even this vague thought disappeared. No, to be precise, it did not disappear but fell into deep darkness.
The darkness was as thick as some strange liquid, but just when he thought this was the afterlife, a ball of light suddenly appeared.
"Young man, are you here?"
Just as the young man was surprised and delighted, a voice suddenly came from the light.
"You, who are you? No, what are you? Where is this place?"
The boy suddenly found that his thinking seemed to have recovered, but where was he and why was there such a dark place?
And in such a dark place, there is a ball of light that can speak.
Am I really dead?
At this moment, the ball of light suddenly said, "As for me, it doesn't matter who I am. You just need to know..."
The voice suddenly became distant and unclear, as if it was blocked by something.
Then I heard, “You are going to complete your mission.
But until you become stronger, your name cannot be used. Change your name and go fulfill your mission."
"What, what mission..."
The young man was about to ask further questions when he suddenly felt a splitting headache, as if something was trying to drill into his brain.
After an unknown amount of time, the young man suddenly woke up and found himself lying in a pile of ruins, which vaguely resembled his hometown.
But this place has become a white land, and the young man couldn't help feeling sad and angry.
But then he gave another bitter laugh, "Forget it, I have died once. I fight for them, but who cares about me?
What Qin people, what Hu people, I am an orphan from the beginning, and now I have no ties at all. From today on, I will only live for myself."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but subconsciously touch the wound on his chest, and surprisingly found that his injury was almost healed.
I couldn't help but feel surprised, and remembered the dark place and the light before.
I don’t know if it’s real or a dream.
Suddenly he felt as if there was something extra in his mind, and then he was pleasantly surprised to find that it was actually a set of exercises. Then he was surprised to find that he could actually read.
He originally knew some characters, but definitely not this many. But now he seemed to have a feeling that as long as it was a character from this world, he knew it.
"That ball of light is real, not a dream!"
"Oh, right, He also told me to fulfill my mission. I can't seem to remember what it was, but the good thing was that He told me to destroy something..."
He tried hard to think about it, vaguely feeling that this was very important to him, but for some reason, there were some things he just couldn't remember.
But he did remember that the light told him not to use his original name until he became strong.
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