On the street, a group of soldiers was galloping on horseback, and suddenly a young man in black named Beth appeared in the middle of the road without looking at the road. One of the soldiers shouted angrily, then quickly tightened the reins and stopped his horse.

But the horse, which was raised high, inevitably threw the soldier off his horse.

So, a group of soldiers got angry and drew their knives to cut the boy. Suddenly, another boy appeared and beat the leading soldier with an apple, and then another scene of pursuit ensued.

A group of soldiers, armed with knives, chased an unarmed child.

The child was athletic, like a monkey, flying through the streets and escaping countless sieges, but after all, he was a child, and no matter how stupid the soldiers were, they finally caught up with him, and wanted to punish him by cutting off an arm.

At this time, the monarch appeared, left people under the knife, and saved the boy, and then, the boy became the first person in the Prajna Empire who did not have royal blood, but became a prince.

This prince is called ...... Prince Achi!

"Nima, is this me?" Li Zhi watched the prince train, play, mingle with the soldiers, and practice parkour, while that Bith, his young companion, became his confidant and the most loyal warrior around him.

Fifteen years have passed in a flash.

Li Zhi shook his head, he found that the huge memory of fifteen years had passed over in front of him, but the feeling he had given him was only a few minutes. The most important thing is that he remembers everything completely, as if it were ...... The person in the picture is himself.

"So, I'm a prince, not only that, but also to save the world?" the corners of Li Zhi's mouth twitched.

Subconsciously checked it, and sure enough, the blacksmith hammer, the equipment bar, the mall, everything related to the system are all in a sealed state!

There is no way to use it.

He couldn't even bring up the interface. It's as if the system never existed.

If he hadn't clearly remembered the previous memories in his mind, he would have already assumed the identity of this Prince Zhi.

thought that the memories that had just happened were the whole of his life.

Fortunately, nothing so bloody happened.

"So, how difficult should this task be?" Li Zhi muttered, suddenly in a trance......

Prajna Frontier.

Yellow sand fills the sky, and visibility is not high.

A group of troops, who don't know how many or how many, were riding horses and advancing forward.

On the cliff, the front of the procession stopped, and several men in special armor at the lead, driving horses, looked at a city hundreds of meters away.

Holy City!

"This is the legendary Holy City, even more magnificent than I imagined. A handsome, long-haired man with a turban looked at the city in the distance and sighed.

"Don't be fooled by his beauty, it's just a city. On the side, a man wearing armor and a little bewitching makeup reined in and responded.

"As the saying goes, a weak country has no strong soldiers. If you have betrayed us, you will have to pay the price in blood!" another young man rode around in a circle.

"The Father has said that it is forbidden to attack the holy city. But the general will be outside, and the king's order will not be affected. The man in the turban looked at the huge city below the cliff with a serious gaze, "So I'll weigh the pros and cons before I act." ”

"I'm going to ask for one last advice, my imperial uncle and two brothers, the trusty Garcifer and ......" The turban man looked left and right, but found that there was no one missing from his side.

"Where is my brother Ah Zhi?"

The bewitching man smiled helplessly, and the turban man looked annoyed and covered his face, "That guy ......"

"Please, I've put all my month's wages on you, earn some gas!" a dark-faced man with dark hair shouted in Li Zhi's ear.

Li Zhi suddenly came back to his senses.

Here we go?

The mission has finally begun?

The system gave him time to understand the world, it's over, and now it's time for him to play in person?

Li Zhi listened to the shouts around him, watched the surrounding group of soldiers gather in a circle, and watched this man named Bith shouting at him with an empty money bag in his hand, and he was full of emotion for a while.

A special emotion surged into his heart, and Li Zhi subconsciously shouted at Bith. "Why don't you try it yourself?"

"Don't be verbose, hurry up!" Bith pushed Li Zhi's neck.

Boom!

The shirtless soldier on the opposite side immediately gave Li Zhi a knee hit.

Hmm, it hurts!

Li Zhi felt that his waist was hit hard, and he almost didn't vomit out his bile.

However, Li Zhi was rarely not angry, and was a little excited in the face of the solid arms that kept hitting his knees and hugging his neck. "That's all you can do?"

Li Zhi shouted with difficulty.

The surrounding soldiers continued to shout and heckle.

"Come on!"

Li Zhi hit the guy opposite a few times, but it was him who fell behind, which made him unhappy for a while.

In the previous memory, this Prince Ah Zhi was quite combative, with the ability to fight alone, and the use of various weapons was very proficient, and his physical fitness was excellent, his body was extremely sensitive, and parkour and eaves were not a problem at all.

So, now, is this a joke?

Li Zhi didn't know why, and suddenly, a shout came. "Prince Achi—"

"Where is Prince Zhi?"

It was a soldier, who came on horseback, with an anxious face, and shouted several times in a row.

"Prince A-Zhi—not here—" Li Zhi was suppressed and shouted with difficulty.

The soldiers around them all burst into laughter.

The soldier who gave the order obviously also saw Li Zhi, his face was respectful, but he couldn't figure out what to do in his heart. "Your Highness, forgive me for taking the liberty of taking it, Prince Toast invites you to go to the war meeting, please-"

Seeing that the soldier was not as eager as to be fake, Li Zhi could only stop playing. "I'll be there right away. ”

A memory suddenly popped up in Li Zhi's mind.

"Ha, it turns out that I came here to attack the Holy City!" Li Zhi shook his head and got up, thinking about the task while sorting out the extra memories in his mind that did not belong to him but were extremely harmonious.

In a simple conference room, a group of people gathered together.

The bald-headed Uncle Nizam opened a wooden box, and a pile of weapons fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Our spies have received definite news, Holy City, is building sophisticated weapons," Nizamu held in his hand a medium-length machete with a very strong style of Prajna, the pitch-black blade, the blade was silvery white and sharp, it looked like a work of art, it was indeed a well-made weapon, very high-quality.

"Arrows with steel heads. The second prince, Garcifer, played with a wooden arrow in his hand, a sharp arrow that shone with the luster of metal.

"And the payment commitment of the War Lord Keshi!" "The eldest prince Tusi spread out a roll of parchment, on which were densely written words, Li Zhi looked at it and found that he could really understand it.

Magical.

"They're selling weapons to our enemies!" Tusi said in a heavy tone as he stood next to Li Zhi, patting him on the shoulder.