Lord of Hyranza

Chapter 2 1. The time to wake up
He Boqiang woke up from the dream and saw a blond man with a bloody dagger in his hand at first sight, crouching in front of him and smirking at himself.

Lying on his back on the grass, he had a splitting headache, trying to struggle to sit up, but he had no strength. The surroundings were filled with the smell of horse dung and blood. He Boqiang wanted to ask where it was, but he didn't know how. It was as if an apple was stuffed into his throat, and he couldn't say anything, and even had some convulsions.

It was the man with the dagger who spoke a series of strange words towards He Boqiang. He looked at his face covered with purple-black mucus, and he didn't seem to be malicious.

The huge roar made the land tremble. A huge rhinoceros like a small hill appeared in He Boqiang's field of vision. This rhinoceros had two giant rhino horns on its head. The longest one was more than two meters long. Its eyes looked as big as a washbasin, and its huge nostrils could fit into a basketball. Several heavy chains were tied around its body, and huge wooden boxes hung on those chains like parcels.

'Boom...boom...boom'

Watching the giant rhino pass by, its four sturdy thighs stomped a series of deep pits in the soil.

Only in a dream will you want to speak or be speechless, and only in a dream will you see so many bizarre things...

He Boqiang lay on the grass and tried to take two deep breaths. Although his chest felt like a huge stone was pressed against it, causing his entire lungs to be in burning pain, he thought it was just a dream, and then tried to close his eyes. .

Just closing your eyes is not the darkness, nor waking up from sleep.

He found himself floating in a void, with countless stars shining around his body.

Just as he was floating in the void, looking around blankly, countless pieces of paper like snowflakes fell down one after another.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched a piece of paper that floated in front of him, and a strange feeling like an electric current entered his mind from the tip of his finger.

That is... a clear or blurry photo, like some intermittent and incoherent film footage, those pictures can be connected to form a dynamic picture, but the images in the picture are even more strange.

He Boqiang touched a few pieces of flying shreds of paper again, which disappeared immediately when they got on his hands.

And each piece of flying shredded paper is only a short image, these images look more like some memories, but now they are constantly integrated into He Boqiang's mind, making him miserable.

I heard that if a person sleeps too hard, it is easy to get trapped in some terrible nightmares. At this time, you can give yourself some psychological hints and then force yourself to wake up.

He Boqiang wanted to give himself a big mouth so that he could wake up sooner. He raised his hand and slapped him hard, but his palm passed through the side of his face. It seemed that he was still in a dream.

At this time, a lot of memory fragments had already flown into He Boqiang's body. Although he didn't understand all of this for the time being, he was accepting that knowledge at an unimaginable speed. Of course, he mastered strange languages ​​the fastest. , although these languages ​​are also issued from the throat, but it is obvious that these voices are not the same as He Boqiang's previous way of speaking.

When he was in school, He Boqiang's biggest headache was the foreign language class. Now he is forced to learn foreign languages ​​in such a strange way. Fragments of memories flood into his mind. Although the headache is splitting, the effect is surprisingly good.

He felt someone slapping him in the face, and heard someone calling him in a weird tone.

He Boqiang was overjoyed, the memory fragments of the void disappeared little by little, and he forced himself to open his eyes again...

This time, what appeared in He Boqiang's field of vision was a group of soldiers wearing European medieval armor, and a blond man was also among them...

……

Suldak squatted beside He Boqiang and said to his companions heartlessly, "He can't be stupid, right?"

He Boqiang actually understood the man's language.

'You are stupid, your whole family is stupid! '

He Boqiang wanted to squirt it back so loudly, but these words reached his mouth and stuck in his throat again, but he couldn't make any sound, as if the vocal cords in his throat couldn't make these tones at all.

It felt as if he had been hit by a car, and the bones of the whole body seemed to fall apart. With the beat of the pulse, bursts of severe pain surged up from time to time, and He Boqiang felt that he might faint again at any time. Not like a dream.

But all of this in front of him made him unacceptable.

……

Suldak, veteran Sam, and ten other comrades belonged to the second squadron of the sixth squadron of the fourth battalion of the Seventh Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment.

Sam is the captain of the second squad.

Because of his excellent skinning skills, Suldak stood out among the 11 people and became the vice-captain of the second team.

When Surdak was cleaning the battlefield in the woodland on the north slope, he found the dying He Boqiang under the corpse of the evil ghost.

It’s just that He Boqiang doesn’t have an identity plate on him, which means that He Boqiang doesn’t have any identity, and he doesn’t wear the clothes of the Seventh Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment. The logistics staff of the brigade did not want He Boqiang to occupy a limited number of carts.

The logistics staff of the [-]th brigade advocated why Boqiang put him under a big tree on the edge of the battlefield after a simple dressing. If he had a comrade-in-arms, he would probably turn back to find him... When he said these words, then The logistics staff are also very unconfident.

After all, the fourth brigade was responsible for cleaning the battlefield at the rear, and its main responsibility was to dispose of the corpses. It couldn't be tied to Thunder Rhino's back like cargo, which forced the logistics staff to give up He Boqiang, who had no identity.

After saying these words, the logistics staff also looked embarrassed. When he saw that no one from the soldiers of the second team refuted him, he patted the dirt on his buttocks and walked away quickly while someone greeted him from a distance.

"I knew that Guest wouldn't care about it, that stingy guy would rather use a trolley to pull back some valuable wood."

Surdak glanced at Captain Sam, waiting for the captain to make a decision.

Captain Sam reached out and rolled He Boqiang's eyelids, and found that his eyes could move back and forth with his fingers, and his fingers were close to his eyeballs. There was obvious fear in his eyes, and he came to the conclusion: "He may He's a mute, you shouldn't be a fool looking at him like this."

Surdak cut He Boqiang's blood-stained clothes with a peeling knife and treated his wounds with a bandage. He said to Captain Sam, "We don't know the number of the team he belongs to, what should we do?"

Captain Sam, a veteran with 15 years of military experience, checked some of He Boqiang's wounds and said with a sigh: "It's all wounded like this. If you don't take him back to the camp, it's no different from killing him. Don't worry about the logistics. The nonsense of the staff, we just need to know that he is from the Green Empire, as for his identity or something, that is the matter of the Logistics Department, we can't let him fend for himself here."

Surdak said, "That's right, I'm going to be a sub-stretcher."

Sam grabbed Surdak and said to him, "You are here to collect the materials for the evil spirits for us. After cleaning the battlefield this time, whether we can drink and eat meat or eat bran, it's all up to you. There is still a corpse of an evil spirit in front of you, go and peel off the useful black-patterned demon skin. Geronan, go and chop wood to make a stretcher."

A black boy who squatted beside him and didn't speak for a while stood up immediately, took out a short knife from the side of his trousers, and readily agreed: "Okay, head!"

The battlefield filled with gunpowder seems to be a little more human because of this...

(End of this chapter)