The doglegs were frightened by the sight, and it took them a while to react, and they carried them to Baron Hamilton's castle for treatment.

Suddenly, they seemed to hear a strange voice: "System binding successful, host attributes, strength: seven, agility: six, intelligence: five, charm: five, potential: zero, unassigned skill points: twenty-three." ”

When Baron Hamilton saw his half-dead son, he was so furious that he beat a few dogs to cry his father and mother, and then hurriedly ordered someone to go to the church and ask the priest to come and treat him.

The news of Renard's struck by lightning spread, and the inhabitants who had been humiliated by him praised the great god, opened their eyes to punish the abominable beast, and prayed that he would never wake up.

However, as the saying goes: good people don't live long, and disasters last for a thousand years.

Although Renard was seriously injured, after the rotation of several half-hung priests, he was quickly out of danger, but he needed a long period of rest to recover.

When the residents of Fort Saint-Brieu, who had praised the gods, heard the news, they immediately shouted to renounce their faith and at the same time get all the money donated to the church.

Half a month later, Renard woke up from a state of confusion with a blank look in his eyes, and he had a long dream, in which he became an evil young man, bullying men and women, and doing all kinds of evil.

Raising his head and looking around, he was silent, faintly accepting the fact that he had crossed over!

Renard was originally a senior game nerd in the Chinese Kingdom of Earth, and when he was playing a game, he suddenly fainted with numbness and fainted, and he was here when he woke up.

He took a deep breath and muttered, "What are you kidding, although I play horseback riding and slashing, I don't have to really travel back in time to the Middle Ages, right?"

He shook his head vigorously, trying to make his thoughts clearer, and then spat on the ground fiercely: "Phew! scum! Phew!"

Renard was stunned, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Is this a split personality?"

He rubbed his forehead and began to recall what had happened, vaguely remembering that he was playing a game recommended by a friend, riding and slashing, and suddenly fainted when he was racking his brains to create a character, and he couldn't help but secretly wonder: Did I enter the game?

Renard quickly put this stupid idea behind him, as he couldn't find any information related to the game after fusing the body's memories.

Unable to figure it out, he couldn't help but get upset and began to tear his hair hard, looking like a mentally ill person.

After a long time, he took a deep breath again, tried to calm his emotions, and comforted himself: "Don't rush, think carefully. ”

Soon, Renard's mind returns to the scene when he entered the game.

"Hello adventurer, welcome to Mount & Blade, you have to create your own character before the game starts, please note that the game takes place in a traditional society in the Middle Ages, so wars and politics are usually dominated by male aristocrats. ”

But that doesn't mean you can't choose a female character or a commoner character to play, and choosing a male aristocrat will only make the early stages of the game a little easier. ”

"However, women and civilians can also get the same achievements, which actually makes the early game more challenging and makes it more fun for you. ”

Reynard scratched the fat on his stomach and smiled disdainfully.

As a veteran gamer, his time is too precious to waste on a game, so he unceremoniously chose a man.

"When you were born many years ago on this distant continent, your father was ......"

"Declining aristocrats, traveling merchants, veterans, hunters, nomads, thieves. ”

Renard still did not hesitate, yawning and choosing to decline the nobility.

"You were born into this world as the son of a declining aristocratic family, and only the ruined realm of your home remains, recording the glory of the past that has been dispersed. ”

"Even if you live in a difficult life, your family still gives you a good education, and you are trained in strict behavior from childhood, and later, you have been a ...... in your youth"

"Noble squires, apprentices of craftsmen, helpers of merchants, naughty boys in the streets, children of the prairie. ”

Renard plucked out his ears, ejected the earwax far away, and manipulated the mouse to select the nobleman's squire.

"Despite such a disparity in class, you are still guided by some kind of power to become a man, and the whole world will be changed because of you. ”

"As a noble bodyguard, you spent hours practicing various weapons, learning how to strike and parry, and were taught to be loyal to your master, and responsible to those who might become your subordinates in the future. ”

"However, when learning the chivalric ideal, you also learn from the stories of the veterans that there is a not-so-glorious side - brutal power politics, betrayal and usurpation, and unscrupulous means for the sake of the ends. ”

"But after a while, everything changed, and you decided to venture out on your own, and the reason you made this move was ......"

"Personal vendettas, the pain of losing a lover, a love of adventure, being driven from home, a thirst for power and wealth. ”

Renard lit a cigarette and picked up a large bucket of mineral buffalo drink, but his hand was not steady, and the bucket fell to the computer desk, splashing everywhere, he hurriedly took out the paper to wipe it up, but accidentally touched the plugboard.

Immediately after, sparks and lightning were brought along the way......

His thoughts gradually became clear, and it turned out that the culprits that caused him to cross were actually cheap mineral water and inferior plugboards, and he suddenly felt like he couldn't cry or laugh.

When Renard was secretly annoyed, a familiar interface suddenly appeared in his mind, and he was stunned, and then exclaimed, "The game interface of riding and slashing?"

Before he could recover from the shock, a mechanical voice came from his head: "The host hasn't finished creating the character, do you want to continue?"

Instead of answering, Renard swallowed and asked tentatively, "Goldfinger?"

The answer to him was still a mechanical voice: "The host has not finished creating the character, do you want to continue?"

Renard's expression changed uncertainly, and he hesitated for a long time before he made up his mind: "Sure!"

"You decided to venture out into a distant land alone, and the reason you made this move was ......"

It took Reynard half an hour to figure out one thing again, that is, he had really traveled to another world, and he had traveled with a game system of riding and slashing.

"Please complete the character creation as soon as possible!"

When the system prompts for the Nth time, Reander chooses the desire for power and wealth, but he doesn't know that this has become the starting point of his legendary life.

"Ding! The system is successfully turned on. ”