The sun was very hot, and a huge fireball in the sky was almost scorching people.
Ren Baqian knelt on the ground, sweat dripping down his forehead, his bare scalp reflected light, as if it had been waxed.
It wasn't that he didn't want to move, the two knives were on his neck at this moment, making him dare not make the slightest move.
He himself didn't know what happened or how it happened.
Just looking at the ancient style of the people around him but different from the costumes of various dynasties in history made him guess that he might not be on the earth anymore.
Three minutes ago, Ren Baqian was surfing the Internet in the rented house wearing a big shorts and a vest, and the next second he appeared here, holding instant noodles in one hand and chopsticks in the other, and the chair under his buttocks was still there .
But the environment is completely different.
Everything that was familiar before was gone, and I appeared in the middle of a road, with marching military columns on both sides.
His appearance out of thin air also startled those people.
There was a sound of shouting, and the sound of a long knife being unsheathed.
Then two knives were placed on the neck.
And then he knelt here. And that bowl of instant noodles, on the ground half a meter away, exudes a tempting aroma while mixing with the soil.
He doesn't have the idea that a man has gold under his knees now. In other words, the big and round soldiers around him, the bright weapons in their hands, and the killing spirit of the soldiers made his mind almost blank.
I seem to be in the marching ranks? When I fell, I happened to fall in the marching ranks
"Who are you?" A two-meter-tall man in armor stood in front of him, his small eyes were full of cold light, and Ren Baqian suspected that if he said a word wrong, the other party would cut him off with a knife.
"Ren Baqian!" Ren Baqian didn't know what to say. Now my mind is at a loss, and I subconsciously said the name.
"Why are you here?"
"I don't know either!" Ren Baqian said with a sad face, if crying is useful and can change his current situation, he really dares to cry for the other party to see.
"Chop!"
As soon as Ren Baqian heard these two words, he felt like a dead soul, and at the same time felt that the two knives on his neck had left their original positions, and it seemed that his head would fall to the ground in the next second. Hastily roared: "Stop!"
Ren Baqian never thought that he could make such a loud voice.
The man waved his hand to stop the two steel knives that were about to fall.
"What else do you want to say?"
Ren Baqian could feel the sound of the wind brought by the two steel knives, and the stabbing caused a slight pain in his neck.
His mind raced, and the breath of death oppressed him tightly, making him almost out of breath. The man's tone just now made Ren Baqian confirm that he really wanted to chop himself off. Not to mention the performance of raising the two steel knives behind him.
"I, I want to see your boss. I understand writing, mathematics, farming, and smelting. I am a talent, and I am here to contribute."
Ren Baqian quickly shouted out all the things he could think of in his mind, and looked at the other party full of expectations, hoping that the other party would change his mind.
The soldier looked down at him, Ren Baqian could see the smile on the corner of the other's mouth, but no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a "smirk"
"Chopped."
"Stop, I didn't finish my sentence." Ren Baqian's dead soul was furious. Will this military man "cut" the word
"What happened? Why did you stop marching?" Suddenly a female voice sounded from behind the team. A woman also wearing armor rode over and asked in a deep voice.
"Wait a minute." The general waved his hand again to stop the two knives behind Ren Baqian.
Turning his head towards the back of the team, he clasped his fists and said, "General Qi, while marching, this person suddenly fell into the team from the sky. The humble official suspects that this person is an assassin, and is about to behead him for public display."
"I'm not an assassin, I'm a talent! I'm really a talent, don't kill me." Ren Baqian shouted hoarsely. At this moment, there was no chance for him to defend himself, and his head would fall to the ground in the next second. So the word "talent" he could think of to give him the highest chance of survival.
Even if the other party doesn't care about talents, it can always arouse the other party's curiosity and let the other party listen to what you have to say, right
No matter where you are in history, there are certain preferential treatment for talents.
And Ren Baqian asked himself, he still has a little ability. At least I have studied mathematics, physics and chemistry, and I know a lot about some messy things, so I can always find things that interest the other party, right
"Noisy!" The soldier turned around and kicked Ren Baqian's chest. He flew upside down and lay on the ground for a long time without being able to breathe. He almost thought he was going to die.
The female general rode up to Ren Baqian, looked down at him, and said, "Get to the side of the road first, and check the surroundings. If there is no problem, go ahead, and I will report to you today."
"Yes." The soldier said, and then said: "Drag him to the side of the road, and go to a group of people to check the surrounding situation."
Ren Baqian was dragged to the side of the road like a dead dog. At this moment, he couldn't care less about resenting the kick that this man gave him, but instead looked around and thought about how to save his life.
Surrounded by soldiers with knives and guns, it was impossible to escape. It is estimated that the head will fall to the ground within two steps.
Heard the female general say "today"? Do you mean the emperor
I have to think about how to save my life for a while.
First of all, I want to figure out how I got here, and the conclusion is—I don’t know.
However, he already knew that he happened to be in the middle of the marching army, so he was extremely unlucky. Even if you fall into the forest, the chance of survival is higher than it is now, right? It was luck that he didn't hack to death the moment he saw himself.
Secondly, these people and their own language are interlinked, which is a blessing in misfortune. Otherwise, his dead body would have been separated and thrown to the side of the road to feed wild animals.
Looking at the clothes of these people, it is indeed not the clothes of the past dynasties that I know. It doesn't look like the ancient China, so is it a different world
It seems that the other party is in a feudal society, and the productivity should not be too high. There are still many things in my mind that are valuable to this world.
And I know so many "poems and songs", "romance" and "things that can be eaten and played", it is also valuable to be a courtier.
I must find a way to let that "Jin Shang" know my role in him, so as to save my life.
Ren Baqian knelt on the side of the road and his mind was in a mess. After the inspection, the team continued to move forward, and saw a large car approaching from a distance.
There was a dull sound of rollers pressing on the dirt road.
But what is pulling the cart? ?
Ren Baqian looked at the beast with "lion head, antlers, tiger eyes, elk body, dragon scales, and ox tail" in front of the car, which was at least two meters high, and his eyes were round: "Is this a unicorn? It's alive. Qilin? Pulling a cart?"
I originally thought that I had arrived in a world similar to the ancient Hua Kingdom, but why did unicorns appear? And it's still pulling a car
Damn it, I won't be in a world of high martial arts, will I
The kind that destroys heaven and earth at every turn, and smashes mountains and seas with one punch
Thinking of this, Ren Baqian's face turned even paler.