The moonlight is hazy, and the silver glow is scattered.
"it hurts… "
Wu Ming sat up halfway, looked at the wooden spear in his hand, and the wound on his chest that was still bleeding, and was speechless: "Is it dead?"
He frowned, and the little remaining strength immediately concentrated on the wound.
Then the last bit of energy was exhausted, and his wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing a smooth piece of skin.
Fortunately, no one else was present at this time, otherwise seeing this scene, I am afraid that he would immediately be linked with the devil in the Nine Hells.
"After exhausting this bit of power, you will really become an ordinary person..."
Wu Ming smiled wryly, looking at the surrounding battlefield.
Moonlit night, dead bodies, and crows...
In the cool breeze, the howl of the Steppenwolf is occasionally sent, which is creepy.
"This body seems to be a soldier..."
He tried his best to integrate the memories that seemed shattered by death in his mind.
The original owner is obviously not a person with noble blood, such a person is a knight, even if he is defeated, the bright armor and distinctive family crest on his body will make the mercenaries and followers on the opposite side capture him like a treasure. The family demands a ransom.
Only a guy like him, who was a tenant farmer a few days ago and had only received a little militia education, would be randomly distributed with a pitchfork under the conscript of the lord, and he went to the battlefield like this, and was immediately stabbed over by a wooden spear.
"William..."
Wu Ming stated in a low voice, using the language of this world, calling out the name of the original owner.
In his mind, the life of the other party appeared in front of him in the form of a short video, most of which were muddled and only knew about farming and harvesting, which made Wu Ming very dissatisfied.
What kind of world is this? Does supernatural power exist or not? Are the legends of gods, priests and wizards, elves and aliens true or false... Unfortunately, poor William knows none of them!
At most, it was still during major festivals, when I heard a bard from afar humming a few legends casually, and I still don't know the authenticity.
In William's original consciousness, both knights and nobles were great figures.
Not only them, but also the tax collectors in the town, and even the shepherds and cowherds who specialize in taking care of the livestock, have already dreamed of lifelong struggle.
"Okay... I knew I shouldn't be too demanding of you!"
Wu Ming stood up, and after consuming the last bit of energy, he is now an ordinary and thin young man.
Looking at the tents and camps in the distance, as well as the bonfire, he licked his lips, but resolutely walked in the opposite direction.
"I'm the loser..."
The battlefield is huge, and it seems that just cleaning it will take several days, but Wu Ming will not be so stupid as to send it in front of the enemy himself.
Most of the metal weapons have been taken away, but there are always omissions. Wu Ming quickly collected a fairly clean linen blouse and a half-broken iron sword for himself.
The tip of the iron sword was already missing a section, and there were many fractures around it. The hilt was wrapped with flax string to increase the friction. Wu Ming tried it, but it was quite smooth.
Hoo hoo!
The breeze is blowing, but it is not very cold, and it has sent a lot of information.
Wu Ming, like a seasoned hunter, dodged a few patrols that were not considered strict, and quickly left the battlefield and fled.
…
Crash!
By the side of a small stream, Wu Ming took off his blood-stained clothes, took a bath happily, and then looked at the reflection in the water under the bright moonlight.
Appearing in front of him was a young man in his twenties, with flaxen curly hair, green pupils, a high nose bridge, fair skin, and an angular face full of youth and vitality.
"Fortunately... there is not much deviation from the Xianwu universe... at least it is still the world of humanoids..."
Wu Ming let out a long breath.
In different universes and dimensions, human beings are not the only intelligent creatures. He would not be surprised if there is a universe ruled by giant beasts or even ghosts.
Didn't the reason why the world of "The Western Regions of the Great Zhou" was fabricated in the first place was the idea of attracting homogeneous cosmic coordinates
"In any case, it finally arrived smoothly. Next, what should we do?"
Wu Ming closed his eyes, and his expression became extremely solemn: "The rules of conflict, the immortal way can't adapt at all... and the martial way..."
He looked at his body, and smiled wryly: "Although the appearance is similar, the internal structure is different. Except for some moves that do not require internal strength, there is no way to improve it for the time being..."
Within the same universe, world rules are suppressed.
And this different universe almost banned Wu Ming and turned him into a completely ordinary person.
"I'm not much different from ordinary people now, except that I have more experience and more sensitive perception... I still need water and food, and I will also be injured, bleed, or even die!"
The last trace of power carried by the true spirit has been used for the healing just now, but there is nothing left.
"Entering a different universe, it's better to obey the laws of another universe..."
Wu Ming began to try to scrape some useful things from the original William's memory, and finally managed to sort out a wave of ideas.
"The knight is the strongest?"
For William, wizards and wizards are stories told by old people.
In his mind, a knight who is covered in canned armor, wields a spear, and charges like a moving fortress is the representative of strength and strength.
A charge launched by dozens of knights is often the decisive force to end a battle. Apart from the same torrent of steel, it is simply unstoppable.
Not to mention knights, even knight attendants and even martial arts instructors are enough to deal with two or three militiamen by one person, and their combat effectiveness is extraordinary.
Wu Ming sorted out these, but he was speechless: "The ultimate of mortals?"
In his previous life, ordinary people were trained to deal with three or five strong men, which is very remarkable.
Once the number of people reaches ten, and if they hold sharp weapons, any martial arts master will be frightened.
The world gave him a feeling of the same kind of limitation.
"A world similar to the previous life, with no supernatural powers?"
Wu Ming pondered for a while, then shook his head again: "Although the true spirit is almost silent, I can barely sense the extraordinary power in the void...although it is very weak!"
He looked at his hands: "Exercise, become stronger, gain strength... Immediately, it will expand its influence. Even though the universe is different, each world has its established trajectory, or the line of the world, the river of fate—disturbing It! It is the greatest support for this deity!"
After setting this goal, Wu Ming quickly thought of a difficult problem: "At this time, it seems that I can't leave the group, and I can't be a lone ranger..."
Through William's limited memory, he also knows that this world is very dangerous.
Outside the few towns, there are wilderness where wild beasts are rampant, and there are even ferocious mountain people and savages, who are more ferocious and cunning than wild beasts.
Ordinary people, even lords, might be robbed and killed if they went out without a large number of guards, or even used as rations.
And most importantly, William's identity!
He is just an ordinary farmer in the small town of Niah, and he does not have the status of a free citizen. If he leaves rashly, it means that he has given up all his rights and interests. Kill or capture as slaves directly!
"If you still have the strength of a second or third level, or even a first-level reincarnation..."
Wu Ming sighed, looked for the direction, and walked towards the small town of Nia where he came.
When the strength is insufficient, he has to choose to hibernate. He naturally understands this reason.
Besides, although the small town of Niah is not rich, there are always walls and guards. In this era, it represents safety. What's more, there are still his predecessor's belongings there—although it is just a pile of rags, some interpersonal relationships are still there. Still intact, he needed this.
…
The night is bright.
Wu Ming was walking by the moonlight while recalling the course of the battle.
According to the poor knowledge in William's mind, he barely knew that the name of this area was Fengying Plain, and it was ruled by a group of noble lords.
The two most powerful among them are the Earl of Blue Mountain and Viscount Garcia.
The two nobles seemed to be fighting openly and secretly in order to compete for the right to speak. This time, for some unknown reason, they called on their respective vassals, gathered thousands of people, and started a big battle.
The owner of the small town of Nea, Baron Terry also responded to the call of the Earl of Blue Mountain and joined the battle with his knights and conscripted militia.
But the result was beyond their expectations.
The Earl of Blue Mountain, who was more powerful and had more knights, was defeated!
Poor William, he was still a real farmer before he picked up the pitchfork for training. After he went to the battlefield, he could hardly even hold the weapon in his hand steadily. By then, he was already dead.
Then Wu Ming's true spirit attached to him following the most instinctive induction.
"Run back now? Will you be treated as a deserter?"
As Wu Ming walked, he thought about this question: "But William went to the battlefield, so there shouldn't be such a problem... What's more, he is definitely not the only one who fled!"
Obviously, a group of civilians who have not received much training will not immediately become warriors even if they hold weapons.
Just standing on the battlefield, they would tremble with fright. When the knights on the opposite side charged, more than one or two of them would definitely run away!
The reason why William didn't run away was not because of his courage, but because his legs were already weak and he couldn't walk at all!
"The law does not blame everyone! As long as I don't go back alone... I just don't know how the unfortunate Baron Terry is now? He is the main target..."
Wu Ming's thoughts diverged.
"Wow!"
Suddenly, a wolf howled in the distance, which made his complexion change.
Just a moment later, several pairs of emerald green eyes glowing with fluorescence appeared not far away.
There are wolves! !