The moonlight was hazy, and silver light shone down.
"It hurts …"
Wu Ming sat up and looked at the wooden spear in his hand, as well as the wound on his chest that was still bleeding. He was speechless, "Is he dead?"
He frowned, and concentrated his remaining strength on the wound.
Then, the last bit of energy was used up, and his wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing a smooth patch of skin.
Fortunately, there was no one else present. If they saw this scene, they would immediately associate him with the devils of the Nine Hells.
"After using up this bit of strength, I really became a normal person …"
Wu Ming laughed bitterly, looking at the battlefield around him.
The moonlit night, corpses, and crows …
In the cool breeze, the howls of wolves in the wilderness could be heard occasionally, making one's hair stand on end.
"This body seems to be that of a soldier …"
He tried his best to organize the fragmented memories in his mind due to his death.
The original owner was obviously not someone with a noble bloodline. People like that were all knights. Even if he was defeated, the bright armor on his body and the bright family emblem would make the mercenaries and squires on the other side want to capture him as a treasure, so that they could ask for a ransom from his family.
Only someone like him, who had only been a tenant farmer a few days ago and had only received a little militia education, would be recruited by the lord and randomly given a pitchfork. He went to the battlefield just like that, and was immediately stabbed by a wooden spear.
"William …"
Wu Ming spoke in a low voice, using the language of this world to call out the original owner's name.
In his mind, William's life appeared in the form of a short video. Most of the time, he was muddle-headed, only knowing how to farm and harvest. This made Wu Ming very dissatisfied.
What kind of world was this? Did extraordinary powers exist? Were the legends of the gods, priests and wizards, elves and mutants true or false … Unfortunately, poor William did not know any of them!
At most, he would hear wandering poets from afar sing a few passages of legends during important festivals, and he did not know whether they were true or not.
In William's original mind, knights and nobles were all great people.
Not just them, even the town's tax officer, and even the shepherds and cowherds who were in charge of livestock were all lifelong dreams.
"Alright … I knew I shouldn't have demanded too much from you!"
Wu Ming stood up. After consuming the last of his energy, he was now just an ordinary and weak youth.
Looking at the tents and campsite in the distance, as well as the bonfire, he licked his lips, and then resolutely walked in the opposite direction.
"I'm the loser …"
The battlefield was huge, and it seemed that it would take several days just to clean it up. However, Wu Ming was not stupid enough to send himself to the enemy.
Most of the metal weapons had been taken away, but there were always some that were left out. Wu Ming quickly collected a relatively clean linen shirt and an iron sword that was broken in half.
The tip of the iron sword was already missing a section, and there were many cracks around it. The hilt was wrapped with linen rope to increase the friction. Wu Ming tried it and found that it was quite smooth.
Hu hu!
A gentle breeze blew over. It wasn't cold, but it also brought a lot of information.
Wu Ming was like I's ultimate hunter. He avoided a few patrols that weren't too strict and quickly left the battlefield, escaping without a trace.
…
Splash!
Beside a stream, Wu Ming took off his bloodstained clothes and took a bath. Only then did he use the bright moonlight to look at his reflection in the water.
The person who appeared in front of him was a young man in his twenties. He had flaxen curly hair, dark green pupils, a high nose bridge, very white skin, and a chiseled face that was filled with a youthful and energetic aura.
"Fortunately … it's not too different from the Immortal Martial Universe … At least it's still the world of the humanoid race …"
Wu Ming let out a long sigh.
In different universes and dimensions, humans were not the only intelligent beings. If there was a universe that was ruled by giant beasts or even specters, he wouldn't be surprised at all.
The reason why he created the world of Dazhou's Tales of the Western Regions, wasn't it also because of the idea of attracting homogeneous universe coordinates?
"No matter what, I've finally arrived. What should I do next?"
Wu Ming closed his eyes, his expression extremely solemn. "The Immortal Dao is completely unable to adapt to conflicting rules … and the Martial Dao …"
He looked at his own body and smiled bitterly, "Although the external appearance is similar, the internal structure is different. Apart from some moves that don't require inner force, I can't improve it for the time being …"
Within the same universe, the laws of the world would suppress each other.
And this different universe almost sealed Wu Ming, turning him into a completely ordinary person.
"Right now, I'm not much different from an ordinary person. Other than having more experience and more sensitive senses … I still need water and food. I'll still get injured, bleed, and even die!"
He had already used the last bit of his True Spirit's power to heal her, so there was nothing left.
"When entering a different universe, it's best to follow the laws of the other universe …"
Wu Ming began to scrape some useful information from the original William's memories. Finally, he had a train of thought.
"The strongest knight?"
To William, sorcerers and mages were stories told by the elderly.
In his mind, a knight who wore armor that looked like a can and brandished a spear, charging like a moving fortress, was the representation of strength and power.
A charge launched by dozens of knights was often the decisive force that ended a battle. Apart from a similar torrent of steel, there was no way to stop it.
Not to mention the knights, just the Knight Squires and martial arts instructors were enough to deal with two or three militias at once. Their combat power was not to be underestimated.
After sorting this out, Wu Ming was speechless. "The pinnacle of mortals?"
In his previous life, it was already very impressive for an ordinary person to be able to deal with three to five strong men after training.
Once there were more than ten people, and they had sharp weapons, any martial arts expert would be fearful.
The feeling this world gave him was the same kind of restriction.
"Similar to my previous life, a world where magical powers are not apparent?"
Wu Ming muttered to himself for a moment, then shook his head. "Although my True Spirit is almost silent, I can still somewhat sense the extraordinary power in the void … Although it's very weak!"
He looked at his hands. "Train, become stronger, obtain power … Soon after, it's to expand the influence. Although the universe is different, every world has its own fixed path, or rather, the line of the world, the river of fate. Disturb it! That is the greatest support I can give! "
After setting this goal, Wu Ming quickly thought of a difficult problem. "Right now, it seems like I can't leave the group. I can't be a lone ranger …"
Through William's limited memories, he knew that this world was very dangerous.
Outside the few cities, there were wastelands where wild beasts ran rampant. There were even fierce mountain people and savages. They were even more savage and cunning than wild beasts.
Ordinary people, or even lords, might be robbed and killed if they did not bring a large number of guards with them. They might even be used as food.
And the most important thing was William's identity!
He was just an ordinary farmer in a small town in Nia. He did not have the status of a free citizen. If he left, it would mean that he had given up all his rights. Without an identity, even if he ran to another town, he would not be able to move an inch. He might even be killed or captured as a slave!
"If I still have the strength of a Level Two or Three, or even a Level One Reincarnator …"
Wu Ming sighed. After finding the direction, he walked towards the small town in Nia.
When one's strength was not enough, one had to choose to lie low. He naturally understood this principle.
Moreover, although the small town in Nia was not rich, there were always walls and guards. In such an era, this meant safety. Moreover, there was his predecessor's property. Although it was just a pile of trash, some of his relationships were still intact. He needed this.
…
The night was bright.
As Wu Ming hurried along under the moonlight, he recalled the course of the battle.
According to the pitiful knowledge in William's mind, he barely knew that this area was called the Wind Fireflies Plain. It was ruled by a group of aristocrats.
Among them, the two most powerful were the Earl of Blue Mountain and Viscount Garcia.
These two great nobles had been fighting for the right to speak, both openly and covertly. This time, for some unknown reason, they summoned their vassals and gathered thousands of people to start a great battle.
The owner of the small town in Nia, Baron Terry, also responded to the Earl of Blue Mountain's call. He brought his own knights and militia to join the battle.
But the result was beyond their expectations.
The Earl of Blue Mountain, who was more powerful and had more knights, was defeated!
Poor William. Before training with the pitchfork, he was an ordinary farmer. After entering the battlefield, he could not even hold the weapon in his hand steadily. In the first round of attacks, he was pierced by a spear. In other words, he was already dead at that moment.
After that, Wu Ming's truesoul followed his instincts and attached itself to him.
"Run back now? Will I be treated as a deserter? "
As Wu Ming walked, he thought about this problem. "But William is on the battlefield, so this shouldn't be a problem … Moreover, he wasn't the only one who escaped!"
It was obvious that a group of peasants who had not gone through much training would not immediately become warriors even if they held weapons.
They would tremble in fear just by standing on the battlefield. When the opposing knights charged, there would definitely be more than one or two who escaped!
The reason why William did not escape was not because of his courage. It was because his legs had already turned to jelly and he could not move at all!
"The law doesn't punish the masses! As long as I don't go back alone, it's fine … I wonder how the unlucky Baron Terry is doing now? He was the main target … "
Wu Ming's thoughts scattered.
"Awooo!"
Suddenly, a wolf howl came from afar, causing his expression to change.
After a moment, a few pairs of emerald green glowing eyes appeared not far away.
There were wolves!
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