Chapter Seventy-Three: Dream World

And Cheng Yang, who had already passed out in a coma, felt that he had returned to the original dream. Cheng Yang, who woke up from the turf, looked at the sky, he clearly remembered that he had just fought with the black-robed man, but at this time, the surroundings were completely different from just now.

The sky was still blue, and the sunlight in the distance shone on Cheng Yang's body, making him feel extremely comfortable, and there were a few cows grazing in the distance, and life here was extremely comfortable.

Cheng Yang tried to sit up from the ground, and when he was ready, he found that there was no trace of injury on his body, even his clothes and the gray-black stick had disappeared!

Seeing that the weapons of his costume were gone, Cheng Yang stood up anxiously, and just after he stood up, he heard a voice in the distance: "Hey, don't stand stupidly, your things are sorted out." ”

At this time, Cheng Yang realized that he was the only one around, and then pointed to himself. After a while, a young man came over and said, "What are you doing here, we have sorted out your things, hurry up and go back and have a look!" ”

Cheng Yang was stunned, what the hell is going on, he was injured just now, but now there is no scar on his body, and his clothes and sticks are gone, where is he?

Just when Cheng Yang was still thinking about it, he was grabbed by the young man and walked to the grass house not far away, Cheng Yang kept observing the surroundings, and there was no danger around.

When I came to the grass house, there was a dress that Cheng Yang was very familiar with on the table, and this set of clothes was the clothes that Cheng Yang had worn before.

The young man said, "We have already sorted out your miscellaneous items for you, but many of them have been broken, and only this map and this clothing can still be used." ”

Cheng Yang didn't know what was going on yet, but when he saw that his clothes were neatly arranged, Cheng Yang knew that this was no longer reality.

Cheng Yang then tried various methods to sober himself up, but there was no response. Cheng Yang saw that he couldn't wake up, so he had to take off his clothes and change into his original clothes.

Under the clothes is a map, which should be the location of a castle and a heavy cross is put on the location with a red pen, Cheng Yang looked at the map and asked, "Where is this?" ”

The young man looked at Cheng Yang and said: "This is where you usually stay, say that you are lucky, you are lucky, you are lucky, you are not very lucky, this time you went to attend King Chen's birthday banquet, the way will make people plot, this is good, the things you want to send are not there!" ”

''King Chen'? Cheng Yang muttered quietly.

Suddenly, he thought that Zhao Tong's elder was called King Chen, looking at the surrounding environment, Cheng Yang finally understood that he should have returned to the era he used to be, and how to go back to Cheng Yang at this time and figure out what good attention there is.

After taking the map, Cheng Yang said goodbye to the young man, and before leaving, the young man gave Cheng Yang some things similar to gems, and then said: "These are currencies that can be used to buy things, don't lose them, I hope you can find the address of the banquet according to the map, good luck!" ”

Cheng Yang also continued to move forward with these gems, and as he walked on the road, Cheng Yang also slowly understood this country, this kind of gem-like thing is a kind of trading currency here, and the era in which he lived was the place where he lived many years ago.

Following the marks on the map, Cheng Yang walked for more than half a month to find it. At this time, I came to a place surrounded by towering trees and all kinds of strange animals, and looked at the faint shadow of the city wall not far away, and suddenly heard the sound of a horn, this horn was desolate, majestic, and strong.

The animals around them fell to their knees when they heard the sound, and their heads were directed in the direction from which the sound came, as if they had surrendered.

Cheng Yang tightened the backpack on his body and continued to walk forward, and at this time, Cheng Yang was already close to the last place he was going to on the map, and this mileage Yang always felt familiar!

As he walked through the woods, Cheng Yang became more sure that he felt as if he had been here before, and the feeling of familiarity became even stronger.

Suddenly, cavalrymen on black horses passed by, and the soldiers on the horses were all wearing silver armor and holding spears made of metal in their hands, looking imposing.

The closer they got to the city gate, the number of outsiders began to increase, and there were not a few people doing business outside, but more people were going to the city, and there was already a long queue outside the city gate.

Cheng Yang was standing at the end of the line, and at that moment he heard the voice of a child crying behind him.

"What are you crying about, dead child!" An irascible and fierce voice came from behind him.

Cheng Yang frowned when he heard this, but the child's cry was even louder at this time, and Cheng Yang also heard the sound of slapping the child with a stick.

Cheng Yang looked back and saw a middle-aged man with a beard who was constantly beating the child's body with a bamboo stick. Cheng Yang, who really couldn't stand it, walked out of the team, and then grabbed the bamboo stick directly, and then said, "What's the problem, don't beat the child." ”

The middle-aged man with a beard saw Cheng Yang grab his bamboo stick, and said angrily: "What kind of thing are you, I discipline my own children, and it is not your turn for an outsider to intervene, so I hit Cheng Yang with a fist." ”

Cheng Yang has recovered from his injuries, and he treats this kind of person even more hand-to-hand, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he directly grabbed the other party's hand, and then held him down.

The other party was even more angry when he saw that his hand was grabbed and couldn't move, and then he let go of the bamboo stick and took out a dagger from his arms and attacked Cheng Yang's abdomen.

Cheng Yang saw that the other party actually showed the dagger, and then kicked it out, and the middle-aged man with a full beard flew out directly, and the dagger also fell not far from himself.

At this time, hundreds of soldiers and horses came out of the city gate, dozens of halberders at the front, and hoplites in the back, and the armor of these hoplites was dressed as if they had been unscabbarded.

Looking further back, there were hundreds of crossbowmen and the most elite cavalry. These knights wore armor with rectangular plates, two armors attached to their shoulders and a shawl and leg skirts to protect their legs. The weapons used are all kinds of long weapons, such as halberds and spears; Short weapons are ring-headed knives and swords; A small number of cavalry also carried rectangular shields. On the city wall behind these soldiers and horses is a seven-foot-long man, holding a long knife in his hand, the handle of the knife is about one zhang long, the blade weighs about 10 kilograms, and the back of the knife is shiny.

"Who is so bold to make trouble on my turf!" The other party said loudly.

Everyone around them instantly hid away, as if they were afraid that this matter would implicate them.