On the desolate path, the crimson red sun was emitting light and heat, illuminating the surroundings.
In a place where the plants were flourishing, a slight sound gradually came from the front.
Ka!
The long procession was moving forward. The wheels of the carriage collided with the stones on the roadside from time to time, making sounds of collision and causing the carriage to shake from time to time.
The coachman at the front was a middle-aged man with hands full of calluses. After noticing that the carriage was shaking from the stones, he carefully looked at the back of the carriage, as if he was a bit afraid of waking up the person behind him.
At the back of the carriage, a boy was lying on the golden hay in Silence. There were a few open wounds on his body. Although the wounds had been treated simply, there was still blood continuously flowing out of them, staining the soft hay under his body red.
As if affected by the carriage's shaking, the open wounds on the boy's body were touched, causing the boy's originally calm face to suddenly become ferocious, as if he was suffering from extreme pain.
"What's wrong?"
The sound of a horse's low whistle came from the back, and there was a man's deep voice.
A knight who was escorting the procession saw the carriage stop and rode over to question the coachman.
"Sir, the carriage's axle seems to be broken, we need some time to repair it."
The coachman had a troubled expression as he looked at the knight in front of him and said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, the knight immediately frowned, "This is really troublesome."
At this time, it was already noon. The knight raised his head and looked at the sky, feeling the scorching temperature and the faint sounds of tired breathing coming from the surroundings. In the end, he still ordered the procession to temporarily stop and temporarily rest in a shady area while eating at the same time.
After the order was given, the surrounding warriors all revealed an excited expression, some of them couldn't wait to find a place to rest for a while.
However, no matter how impatient they were, they didn't lower their vigilance. After stopping for a while, they specially sent a few knights to explore the surroundings in order to eliminate some of the dangers and traps in the surroundings.
However, after the collision with the carriage, the person in the carriage had already started to wake up.
Under the stimulation of the pain, Chen Ming gradually opened his eyes.
Tired! Pain! Uncomfortable!
After his consciousness was clear, the pain and exhaustion on his body was clearly transmitted to Chen Ming's mind, causing his consciousness to immediately wake up, and he immediately took in a breath of cold air.
"I … where am I?"
Feeling the exhaustion and pain in his body, as well as the burning sensation coming from his wounds, doubt rose in Chen Ming's heart. Then, a large amount of memories began to surge into his mind, completely covering his current thoughts.
This was the lifetime memory of a thirteen-year-old boy named Adil.
In his memory, Adil was born into an ordinary baron family and was the only heir of a hereditary baron with a territory. Because he had shown great talent as a knight since he was young, he was sent to the castle of Count Poria, a kinsman of Adil's father, to undergo training.
In this area, Count Boria was the absolute ruler. As a kinsman of Count Poria, Adil's father would naturally actively get close to the Count. Therefore, he sent Adil, the heir, to the Count's castle very early on. On one hand, it was to receive better training and education, and on the other hand, it was to show his loyalty.
Some time ago, the scattered orc tribes in the north suddenly invaded the territory of the Ariel Kingdom. As the leader of the northern lords, Count Poria sent an army to resist the orc invasion together with the surrounding lords. The thirteen-year-old Adil went out with the army, but in the end, he was too far ahead in the battle and was surrounded and injured by several orc warriors. In the end, he died, and this body was taken over by Chen Ming.
At this point in the memory, the exhaustion in his mind from time to time gradually subsided, replaced by a feeling of coolness after the heat, causing the tormented Chen Ming's will to wake up.
"As expected, I've transmigrated again."
Feeling the memories surging in his mind and the intense pain coming from all the wounds on his body, Chen Ming raised his arm with difficulty and touched his face.
There was something condensed on his face. When Adil wiped it with force, he found that it was all dried blood. It flowed down from his right ear all the way to his chin, making him very uncomfortable.
Not only his face, there were also a few big wounds on his chest, left arm, and right thigh, emitting intense pain. The blood was almost all over his body, and he didn't get any cleansing.
This discovery shocked him. He instinctively wanted to stand up, but he found that he had no strength left in his body. He could only use his right hand, which was still in good condition, to hold on to the edge of the carriage and barely sit up.
"Damn it … What's wrong with this world? Even a thirteen-year-old kid has to go to the battlefield and fight against those orcs who don't look like ordinary people."
Holding on to the edge of the carriage, Chen Ming forcefully propped up half of his body, feeling the crazy pain and exhaustion coming from his body.
In the memories in his mind, there was still the scene of the original owner of this body fighting against those orcs. Because it happened not too long ago, it was very vivid.
In his memory, although those orcs didn't have perfect steel armor and their faces were ferocious like wild beasts, each and every one of them were muscular and their height was around two meters. Just by looking at them, they were a terrifying deterrent.
And in reality, the combat power of those orcs did indeed live up to their figures and appearance. Even if they didn't train, just by relying on their strength and physique that far surpassed ordinary people, they could fight against fully armored warriors even when they were only wearing rough leather armor. If it wasn't for the fact that they were few in number, ordinary armies wouldn't be able to fight against them at all.
However, even such terrifying orcs, in Adil's memory, weren't invincible.
The terrifying wounds on Adil's body were caused by a few orcs surrounding him. But before that, he had at least killed a few orcs. In the end, because he rushed too far forward, he was surrounded by a few orc warriors.
And the root of all of this was that this world had the top-notch power of knights.
"Knight's Breathing Technique …"
After carefully recalling the memories in his mind, a unique training method appeared in Chen Ming's mind, causing him to murmur.
"Lord Adil, you're awake?" Suddenly, a voice came from the front, carrying a hint of surprise, breaking Chen Ming's train of thought.
It was a middle-aged man wearing a shiny armor. He had a mouthful of beard, and his not short hair was tied up in a bun. It looked like he hadn't taken care of it for a long time. At that moment, when he saw Chen Ming sitting up, he shouted in surprise.
He seemed to be the leader of this team. At that moment, when he saw Chen Ming's pale face and slightly opened wounds, he hurriedly ordered a few people to go over and carefully help Chen Ming up. Then, they supported Chen Ming and walked down.
The people here were either warriors or coachmen. Naturally, none of them were delicate and gentle people. Each and every one of them were rough and rough, causing the wounds on Chen Ming's body to be affected.
"Hiss …"
Feeling the throbbing pain coming from his body, Chen Ming took a deep breath. His consciousness that was originally a little low due to exhaustion and excessive blood loss suddenly became clear again.
He raised his head with difficulty and stood up with the help of others. Then, he looked at the surroundings.
There were several carriages in the surroundings. At that moment, they were all parked under the shade of a tree in Silence, avoiding the direct sunlight.
Behind these carriages, there were corpse-like figures lying on the carriages in Silence. Every one of them was covered with a large amount of blood, and there wasn't the slightest bit of movement. It looked very terrifying.
Among these figures, Yadis recognized a few people from Adil's memories. If they weren't the children of nobles like him, then they were some young apprentice knights. Although they weren't considered important, they weren't ordinary people.
Looking at this situation, Chen Ming faintly understood in his heart.
The mission of this team was probably to transport people like him, who weren't considered to have a low status and were also heavily injured on the battlefield, back.
Chen Ming also observed that other than his own carriage, the surrounding carriages were basically carrying a few injured people.
This was also good news. At the very least, it indirectly showed that his position in this group of people should be among the top.
"Adil, from now on, this is my name."
When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Chen Ming repeated this name twice in his heart before he made this decision.
In front, a few warriors took some rations from the carriages. After a simple cut, they handed them to Adil.
These rations were hard and disgusting. They tasted like rotten meat. Because they were placed on the carriages carrying the injured, they were still stained with the blood of those who were seriously injured. Seeing this, Adil's expression didn't look good.
In front of Adil, the previous leader seemed to see Adil's troubled expression. He explained to Yadis, "Right now, we are still at war. It's not suitable to light a fire. Wait until we pass this part of the journey."
Adil used his uninjured right hand to grab the rations. He didn't say anything and just nodded in understanding.
The wilderness of this world was too dangerous. Not only were there all kinds of dangerous beasts, but there were also all kinds of bandits that wreaked havoc in the wilderness. Not to mention, it was currently at war. There might be scattered orc troops wandering in the wilderness. If they were to light a fire rashly, the smoke that would form would likely attract these dangers and cause unnecessary danger to the team.
After understanding all of this, in order to quickly recover his strength and injuries, Adil forcefully suppressed the disgust in his heart. He ate the rations that were stained with dried blood.
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