The masked man saw the panic in his heart, and said with a little playfulness, "You are not a real Kujiit, and the real Kujiit are not cowards." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" casually wiped the still bleeding spear on the rag bag that had saved his life, "You may be a wandering Kujiit, or you may be a descendant of a Kujiit. We can't take you away, but the war is about to begin, and with your appearance, Swadia will soon be a Kugit captive, and in order not to harm my national interests - I have decided to kill you before you are captured by the hateful Swadias. He never seemed to have said so much in one breath, and paused, "Maybe you can prove the worth of your existence." ”

"I... I'm a doctor. Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment, although he was only an assistant to a surgeon, but with his knowledge, it was enough to deceive these "ancient people" - although he did not know where he had traveled and what period he was in, but with his medical insight in the 21st century, he would never lose to a doctor who was still in the period of ignorance.

"Doctor?" the masked man looked at him in surprise, feeling that he was not lying, but the surprise disappeared in a flash, and then he said, "We don't need doctors, the army has a fixed doctor, soldiers and doctors know each other, and have a deep tacit understanding with each other, soldiers don't need a young and inexperienced doctor like you, other than that, this time it's a secret operation." Carrying a doctor with us can drag us down. He shook his head, "I'm interested in you, my people, so I'll give you one more chance to prove your existence, and then I'll decide whether to take you away or kill you, and I'll give you twenty breaths to think about what to say." Never in my life have I been so lenient with a person, even if he is a Kujiit. ”

Zhang Yang pursed his lips and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he realized that his following sentence could determine his life and death. He suddenly felt that time had stood still, and the cries of the villagers, the wild laughter of the Kujits, and the galloping of the horses had disappeared.

He could only hear his own heartbeat, and he miraculously didn't even think about answering the masked man's question at this moment - even if he saw that this man was a very high status among the 'devils'.

He actually fell into deep memories, he began to miss the comfortable but peaceful life he used to have, maybe the social status was not high, and the salary was only enough to make ends meet, but at least he was still alive, and came to this troubled world, only to wake up less than an hour before facing two near-death situations. He began to think completely cranky, what would my friends think if I wasn't there, and would my lover remember me......

"My people, the time is up" The dry voice broke the thoughts like a judgment from hell. Wizard?" The masked man was startled, and the image of a man in a black robe suddenly flashed in his memory, and the image was not very clear—he had only seen it once from afar at the banquet.

Although Zhang Yang couldn't see his face, he could also see his disbelief in his eyes, suddenly, he felt the other party break free from the memory, the eagle-like sharp eyes slashed through his soul like a knife, he had never seen a person who could have such eyes, if it weren't for the fact that there was a wall behind him, he might have fallen down in fright.

"Young man, you must know that if you deceive me, you will face a situation that is not as simple as death. Zhang Yang felt a wicked smile on his face under the mask, if anyone who knew him well, it would have been known that it meant that he was thinking about something very terrifying. "I hate being deceived, even by my people—I'm going to let him go to hell in a very funny way. "All right, young man, if you're a wizard, prove yourself - we can still pay the price of bringing you back for the sake of a wizard. The dry voice was like a murmur from hell, hitting Zhang Yang's heart.

Zhang Yang pursed his lips and began to rack his brains to arrange a method to prove his identity, "As you can see, my current situation is not very good, I was inexplicably sent to this ghost place in an experiment, my spell casting equipment and some other things have been left by me in my very distant hometown, where there is my laboratory, if in my laboratory, I can do a lot of things to prove myself." ”

"You know, young man, that I don't take your word for it, and to tell you the truth, we have gone to great lengths to get here through the Kingdom of Vegia, and our purpose, with all due diligence, I cannot tell you that this is our secret operation. You just have to know - we are here because the Khanate paid for the lives of fifty warriors. So, we can't go to great lengths to bring you back just because you just said that. The masked man's dry voice immediately poured cold water on Zhang Yang.

Yes, how can people believe you like this because of your one-sided words? Zhang Yang laughed at himself a little bitterly. Suddenly, he remembered someone. "Dear sir, I think that an old man in this village can prove my identity. ”

"Oh?" the masked man paused, "but I guess there aren't any living people out there anymore." "Yes - a band of heavily armed Kugits against a small village of less than a hundred people - destruction is only a matter of moment

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"Two gentlemen, may I say a word? A third voice suddenly rang out - it was Ryan, who had just been forgotten.

The masked man hummed undeniably, not stopping his words.

"I can attest to this sorcerer. Ryan had exhausted all his strength from the blow he had just struck, and now he looked trembling just by standing up—like an old man in his twilight years. "But I hope you'll let me go, I'm just an ordinary peasant. He also realized that he might not be able to avenge this revenge for the rest of his life—a Kougit lancer—an existence that he would never be able to achieve in his lifetime. Therefore, he decided to use this somewhat down-and-out wizard to survive. I was one of the witnesses who spotted the wizard at the time, and it was as if he had fallen from the sky and crashed into the wheat field, and you can still find the blackened mark of the wheat field when you look at it. He recalls that the experience seemed to make him very afraid, yes, in the face of something that ordinary people cannot understand - there is always some fear in ordinary people, and when the person becomes more ignorant and ignorant - this fear is even greater. "A few of us took him to the Elder, and the Elder searched him, and he found the great wizard carrying with him a piece of paper in which was a maiden in which the figure of the maiden was the same as we had seen it with our own eyes, oh my God, it was so terrible that you could not imagine what it was like for a living person to be locked up in a piece of paper. He stopped, as if waiting for something. In fact, he was waiting for a guarantee that he would live, and he had already aroused the curiosity of this terrifying man, so as long as he took him to see the wizard's magical spells, he was very likely to survive.

Zhang Yang was only at a loss - he had been in a coma in the wheat field before. But he understood the latter sentence, which was a picture of his girlfriend in his wallet. He suddenly felt that it was all such a coincidence, that the picture had just killed him, and now it had saved him in a strange way. Oh?" the masked man seemed very interested, "how could he be so clever in spells?" he thought to himself—in fact, he didn't have to—he decided that he should go with the hillbilly to see the traces of those spells, and if it was true, the young man would be brought back to the khanate. But the thought of keeping the hillbilly alive was a little hesitant: "So be it—we're on a secret operation, and I'm going to cut out your tongue and get you out of here to make sure you don't tell us where we're going, and if you tell anyone else about us, I think you've known the horrors of the Kujits." He threatened the farmer, knowing that he felt that the farmer would never have any intention of speaking out about them again, so he stopped his cursed words from the abyss.

Zhang Yang suddenly felt that this person was 10,000 times more evil than his own "wizard", and he had never imagined such a cruel thing as cutting off people's tongues in order to hide something.

"Our Wizard Excellency - I heard you're still a doctor. "Then, it's up to you to help me stop the bleeding. He seems to be a very arrogant person, even if he knows that Zhang Yang is a wizard, he has to order him in this way that the superior orders the subordinate. As he spoke, he drew the scimitar from his waist.

Then, Zhang Yang experienced the simplest and most cruel operation in his life.

The Broken Mountains, surrounded by white clouds, are the same as the ancient meanings of the mountains that have existed since the appearance of humans on the continent of Kara, and today, more than a thousand years later, still hold high his snow-covered head, proving his pride to the people of Kara. This mountain range blocked the kingdom of Vygia and the Khugit Khanate, so many unqualified caravans had to be carefully weighed before crossing this mountain range, where the border between the two countries was the most active place for Xiangma.

But today, a team of only 30 people is slowly marching on the mountain road. If you look closely, you will see that they are Kujits. And our protagonist, Zhang Yang, who has just crossed over to this place for a day, is in this team.

Zhang Yang has been fighting with his horse all night (trying to pull out crookedly and chop little JJ), he has never ridden a horse, and today he sat on the back of the horse for the first time, only to find out that this is really a technical job, he has fallen off the horse more than once, and every time he falls and grins. By this time, the whole team knew that he was a Kugit who could not ride a horse—which was as amusing as a teenager who could not walk in a Kugit tribe where riding a horse was as simple as eating and drinking. Even the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl of the Kugit was in twice as good condition when she rode a horse for the first time.

Zhang Yang couldn't stand the ridicule from his "fellow race" anymore - at least they looked a bit like the Mongols in China, these people were very disciplined, and even when they saw his embarrassment, they couldn't bear to laugh out loud. So a certain "wizard" "spared" them in this way, and only vented his anger on the horses under him.

Thinking of yesterday's experience, Zhang Yang was also full of emotion, crossing - this kind of person was struck by lightning only a small probability of things actually hit him, he is a very discerning and adaptable person, otherwise he would not have been able to stand out from dozens of intern assistants in the past, become the only assistant, this kind of awareness also allowed him to successfully get rid of yesterday's two dangers.

But he knew that the generals or commanders of these nomads were interested in his identity as a "wizard", but this was only an identity he made up - if it weren't for the fact that the masked man saw the remains of the burnt round wheat field with a radius of ten meters that day, he would have become the ghost of their knife by now. If he goes back with them, maybe he will be discovered, and these people will definitely not let him live.

So along the way, he wanted to escape more than once, but he was disappointed to find that he didn't have any chance, these soldiers were very military quality, and there were people faintly watching him along the way, which made him dare not make any escape moves.

As a result, he began to wonder how to convince people that he was a wizard, but unfortunately, he had no experience in this area and no qualifications to be a magic stick, which left him with no clue about his plan to disguise himself as a wizard.

"Huh?" Why did the team stop, Zhang Yang looked ahead suspiciously, and then he was shocked, even if he had been in this world for a whole day and experienced so many things, he had never been so shocked. I saw that at the ridge of the majestic Interrupted Mountain Range was a huge fortress made of bluestone, and the only place in this section of the ridge could be passed tightly, so that the gate of this fortress became the only way to pass through the Interrupted Mountain Range within a radius of tens of miles—no one could bypass it from the steep cliffs except the birds in the sky.

"That's Sagicherfort. An Uncle Kugit next to Zhang Yang saw his confusion and shock: "Our Kugit fortress. He paused for a moment, as if something unspeakable, but eventually he said, "I mean... It was once a fortress of the Kujits, a castle built by the Great Khan fifty years ago with a full ten thousand Vigian slaves, and was once one of the western barriers of my great steppe people. Ten years ago, our Khan King..."