Soon, I walked out of the forest with the support of Cook and Mecca, and came to the foot of a hill. There were nearly a hundred people gathered here, dressed almost the same as Cook and his friends, wearing linen clothes and carrying weapons. In addition to knives like Cook and his friends, nearly half of them were holding wooden guns, which were only slightly longer than the ancient Chinese guns I saw in the movies, estimated to be about 3 meters long.
In addition to those people, I also saw quite a few people wearing full sets of leather armor, and one person wearing full leather armor, but wearing an iron vest similar to the ancient cuirassier, and holding a nearly 1-meter-long sword in his hand. He still looked very majestic. If he went to film now, he would definitely have a place in a war movie~~Uh, what was I thinking about
I slammed my head hard. Now is not the time to go crazy. The most urgent thing is to figure out where I am and what era I am in. If the situation is really like what I see now, what should I do
Under Cook's guidance, I was brought to one of his superiors. After listening to Cook's previous introduction, I knew that this solemn guy in front of me was the deputy captain of the 7th Battalion of the 2nd Division of the 223rd Corps. His name was Kanan, and he was a junior swordsman. He was the easier to talk to in their battalion.
"Captain Kanan, Mecca and I met a merchant from our country while on patrol. Except for his relatives and friends who were killed by the barbarians, the rest were also lost. Now he wants to join us to fight against the barbarians, so I brought him back. You see..."
"Cook, you also know our current situation. We were originally retreating quickly, and with him... you should know that this will affect our marching speed. And you also know that our supplies are not enough to supply our own soldiers, so how can there be a share for him?" Kanan looked embarrassed, but after all, he was the good guy in the eyes of Cook and the others. He frowned and finally changed his tone.
"Since you've brought him back, and we can confirm that he's from our country, let's take him with us! But I can only give him one ration a day. You have to help him figure out the rest, and I'll talk to the captain. But you have to tell him about the military rules. If he breaks them, I don't think anyone can save him at this time." After saying that, Kanan instructed Cook to gather his subordinates and prepare to set off, then turned and walked towards the man in the breastplate.
Only then did I know that Cook was a squad leader and Mecca was his deputy. After everyone in Mecca had gathered, I found that their organization was similar to that on Earth, 10 people, including me, which was 11, similar to a squad in our army. I didn't know what the other organizations were like, but unfortunately I didn't dare to ask.
"Let's go!" When a shout came from the front, Cook immediately gave the order and asked the team to slowly follow the pace of the friendly forces in front.
Before I set off, Cook brought me a few things, including the clothes he mentioned, a gun and a small bag. Inside the bag were some dry, hard things that looked like dried and sliced white buns. I really didn't dare to eat them, fearing that the hard stuff that I couldn't even open with my hands would break my teeth.
"Eat it. If it's not enough, we still have some here. We will reach the Barren Stone Canyon tomorrow anyway, and when we get there we will be able to defend on the spot relying on the terrain. We are not on duty tomorrow, so we can go to the mountain to catch some small things to eat." When Cook saw me holding the poor thing and not daring to eat it, he thought I was worried about my next meal, so he kept comforting me and reached for his backpack.
"Brother Cook, that's enough. I'm just thinking about my lost relatives and friends. I wonder what's going on with them? Are they out of danger?" Talking nonsense, I quickly stuffed a piece of 'dry steamed bun' into my mouth, even though the crunching sound of chewing made my own hair stand on end.
"That's nothing we can do. Who knows if two countries get on bad terms, they'll suddenly go to war. I hope the great God can bless these poor people..." Cook fell silent when I mentioned my 'lost relatives'. Then the atmosphere on the march became very depressing.
That afternoon, as the sun was setting, my unit of nearly a thousand men arrived outside a small, severely damaged village. From the flag outside the village, I could tell that it was a brother unit to my army.
When I accidentally raised the telescope, I saw a horrifying scene: dozens of people in strange clothes were tied to wooden stakes by nearly a hundred of our so-called "friendly troops", and then their heads were chopped off with a knife. . . . .
Trembling, I almost collapsed to the ground, and the telescope in my hand fell to the ground. It was too barbaric. How could I do this
"What's wrong? Are you too tired? Mecca, come and help Hanlong..." Cook, who had been paying attention to me, pulled me and called his assistant to help me. Then he looked in the direction of my finger.
"Don't be afraid. It's just an execution. You won't be afraid of it after seeing it many times. We got here this way too. If we don't kill those people, the information about our march will be leaked, and we will be in danger. Didn't you almost die at that time? If it weren't for the fact that you Xia people are so easy to identify, you would have been killed long ago."
After hearing these words, I almost broke out in a cold sweat again. Thinking back to the situation at that time, it was really dangerous. With everyone's support, I followed everyone into the village, but I didn't dare to approach the area at the east end of the village no matter what.
In the time before I went to bed at night, I had been carefully listening to the gossips of people around me, trying to get something from them. Maybe it was my luck that I finally knew where I was, but at the same time, this news was like a bolt from the blue to me.
In the Fantasy Continent, my country is called the Kasdek Empire, with a population of over 300 million and a regular army of over 1.8 million. God, this can't be the 21st century where I live, not even the Earth. What should I do? Can I go back? Can I survive in this unknown world? For a moment, my brain was like being hit by thousands of bags of lead balls, and it turned into a bucket of paste... (To be continued)