"It's ...... Where? You... Who is it? ”

Ryan looked at the tall figure in front of him in a daze, and muttered like a dream.

The figure was wrapped in a hazy golden light, exuding an aura of peace, as if he was in the middle of the stars, as majestic as a mountain, quietly overlooking Ryan like an ant.

Behind Him is a majestic and holy palace, above which a huge multicolored mirror floats, reflecting a colorful light.

Ryan stared, trying to see the figure in the light, but only to see a dazzling light blooming, and his eyes turned into a white expanse.

When the light dissipated, the figure disappeared, the palace was reduced to ruins, and the mirror became thousands of fragments scattered in all directions.

The largest of them rushed towards him like a meteor in his desperate gaze......

"Ahh

Ryan woke up suddenly, gasping for air, his heart beating like a drum. It took him a while to recover, and he reached out and wiped his forehead, bringing up a series of beads of sweat.

He groped his way up and lit the oil lamp to dispel the darkness in the tent.

"It's the second time." Ryan rubbed his swollen temples and muttered to himself a little tiredly.

It was the second time he'd had this strange dream since he picked it up.

"Bastard, what the hell are you!" Ryan patted his head a little frantically, as if he was going to get something out.

After a moment of impotent rage, the thing did not move in his mind, and he had to recognize the reality again, lay down in a dejected manner, stared blankly at the oil lamp that emitted a faint light, and began to think about life.

After all, his experience in the past few years is as outrageous as the story made up by the bard.

His full name is Ryan. Thunder. Blake, at the age of 16, on a dark and windy night, the owner of this body took his own life in order to break through the knight.

And he happened to cross over to occupy the magpie's nest, became the current Lane, and broke through the knight in relay.

In his previous life, he was an ordinary single dog of science and technology in Lanxing, but on his way to work, he was taken away by a "galloping" stroller.

The death was very aggrieved and strange, but fortunately, the goddess luck favored him and let him regain his life, but he couldn't be excited, and as soon as he fused the memories of the original owner, his brain went down.

Because the world in which he now lives is dangerous, although there are some shadows of the European Middle Ages, they are two very different worlds.

Fighting spirit, magic, gods...... A variety of supernatural forces work together to influence the continent called Ossiah.

For the last two generations, Ryan was a knight with extraordinary powers, and he owned a small fief in the ancient kingdom of Tistan, which was enough for him to live an evil aristocratic life.

But he was not happy at all, because pie would not fall from the sky, and on the third day after his crossing, His Majesty the Great King gave him a conscription order to set foot on the battlefield and fight for the kingdom!

In the past two years, he has been on the battlefield and has endured all kinds of hardships, and every time he thinks about it, it is a handful of bitter tears.

"I don't know where the viscount's troops are, it wouldn't be good if I encountered a large army of Andes." Ryan lifted the curtain of the tent, and the howling snow outside cast a shadow over his already tired heart.

That's right, Ryan lost his way on the battlefield.

Just seven days earlier, Ryan's unit had been routed on a frontal battlefield, and in the course of his "strategic retreat", Ryan had strayed into a mountain range.

There, the closest he came to death......

"Da Da Da"

The sound of horses' hooves interrupted Ryan's thoughts, and he frowned, quickly blew out the oil lamp, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword tightly, and his eyes staring at the dark space in front of him like a falcon.

In the dark night, mixed with the sound of wind and snow, the sound of horses' hooves came from far and near. A fine layer of sweat slowly formed on Ryan's forehead, and his breathing became slightly short.

"At least a dozen cavalrymen, Made, what are you afraid of!" Ryan cursed under his breath, he was only a junior knight, and he had lost his mount, and he had less than half a chance of winning against a group of cavalry who dared to run in the snowy night.

It's not that he hasn't thought about running away, but how can two legs outrun someone else's four legs? It's better to give it a go!

Near, in Ryan's perception, an encirclement has been formed, and he is surrounded. But he was relieved that the other party did not run over directly from his tent, indicating that they wanted to catch it alive.

Although the scattered encirclement blocked his retreat, it also dispersed their manpower and gave himself a chance to break through!

He bowed silently, like a hunting leopard, ready to show its fangs.

"Your Excellency, you have been surrounded, give up resistance, I promise you in the name of the knight of the kingdom that I will give you the treatment that matches your status." A knight on a tall horse stepped forward slowly.

His voice was as cold as the wind, but it was as refreshing as the spring breeze in February, what a familiar voice.

"Is it Knight Allen?" He asked calmly.

The person outside was obviously stunned for a moment, and said reflexively: "I'm Allen. Davis, are you? ”

After getting a positive answer, Ryan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, grandma drop, Bai was worried, this is a friendly army!

He lifted the curtain and walked out, and the cold wind mixed with ice particles burrowed into his neck, making him shiver slightly.

Looking at that cold and resolute face, Ryan felt that he was so kind at the moment, and he opened his arms with a smile on his face and said, "It's so glad to see you here, Alan Knight." ”

Alan finally saw Ryan's face clearly at this moment, and said with some surprise: "Are you ...... Sir Lane? You're alive? ”

"Well, that's how it looks like at the moment." The corners of Ryan's mouth twitched a little, it's only been a few days, and there is a soul fade who has put himself on the list of the dead?

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so rude." Alan immediately realized the error of his words, especially for a nobleman with a fief, even if he was only the lowest knight.

Ryan smiled and waved his hand: "Now is not the time to worry about these Alan knights, I lost my way while chasing the enemy, how is the battle situation now, is there any news from His Excellency the Viscount?" ”

Speaking is an art, and although he got lost when he ran away, it did not prevent him from beautifying it a little, which is a good virtue that a nobleman should have.

But he didn't say too much, after all, Allen served in the same army as him, and there were several intersections between the two, and it would be difficult to come back when the bragging was too big.

Alan motioned for everyone to disperse their guards, and after dismounting, he responded: "The current battle situation is very unfavorable for us, but Your Excellency the Viscount has stabilized the line, and now send us out to gather the troops, Your Excellency is the first living person we encounter." ”

Ryan looked behind him, and sure enough, he saw that they were all one man and two horses, carrying a lot of supplies.

At the same time, he was a little surprised, he didn't expect that after suffering such a rout, the viscount would be able to stabilize the front, worthy of being a pioneer lord from the border of the kingdom, compared to those wine bags and rice bags in the hinterland of the kingdom, I don't know how much stronger.

After a few more pleasantries, Alan ordered someone to give him a horse and let Ryan pack up and go on the road, he had a task on his body and didn't want to delay too much.

A few minutes later, the team disappeared into the endless snowstorm......