From Prisoner to Si Chen

On the screen.

In the center of the movie screen from a bird's-eye view, two lines of white subtitles slowly emerged:

"Dawn AD 978, Doro Kingdom."

"King Augustus Klein died of illness, and 203 city-states across the country mourned together."

Gilan narrowed his eyes as he looked at the subtitles.

The plot took place a thousand years ago...

'This Doro Kingdom should be the predecessor of the Western countries and the ancestor of the Kingdom of Fosaka. '

Gilan recalled the world history he knew and soon knew the historical background of the film.

The ancient Doro civilization is a branch of the ancient Xiru civilization.

So to some extent, the Kingdom of Fosaka is the "distant relative" of the Bremen Empire.

The ancient Xiru originated in the Middle Earth of the continent, and it is one of the two major civilizations with the ancient Rome (the ancestor of the Owena Federation) in the east. Later, as time went on, the two sides fought and merged with each other, splitting and merging, and thus derived many branch civilizations.

Gudoro is one of them.

Due to the occupation of resources and land in the Middle Earth by the Hiru people, they were forced to migrate westward until they were completely rooted in the western desert and thrived.

Among them, the Kingdom of Dora is an important symbol of civilization.

This country implements a city-state system. Both the royal family and the capital follow the name "Klein", which means "warrior's glory".

And as far as Gilan knows, the year 1000 AD was a key turning point.

The era of city-state chaos ended, and a king stood up to unify the west and establish the Stuttgart Empire.

'So, there are still more than 20 years before the fall of the Dora Kingdom in the movie...'

Gilan thought to himself, and his consciousness was attracted by the movie screen along with his sight.

Wow.

He just blinked, and his mind was blurred for a moment.

There was a fierce shouting and the clanging of metal colliding in his ears.

Ding Ding Dang Dang! !

Gilan smelled a strong smell of blood.

His eyes condensed and his sight returned to normal.

After looking around, he found himself on a chaotic battlefield.

Soldiers were all around him, dressed very similarly, all wearing spiked iron helmets, metal breastplates, and leather greaves.

Soldiers either held copper-embedded round shields with iron spears, or dual-wielded shield-breaking curved swords (a sickle-like weapon that can bypass the shield to attack the enemy's head and neck).

Seeing that he was holding a broad-bladed long sword in his hand, and the armor on his body was thicker and more delicate, he guessed that the role he "weakly replaced" this time was a military general.

"Kill!"

"Here is Klein's captain! Kill him!"

"Over there!"

Jilan suddenly heard a few rough shouts in Gudoro language.

He retracted his thoughts and turned his head to look.

He found three or four bearded soldiers with red eyes, holding spears and shields, rushing towards him quickly.

Whoosh!

As the soldiers rushed over, several spears pierced his head, throat and chest mercilessly.

Jilan was not wearing a helmet. He took a step back and easily avoided the siege of these soldiers. His long hair with a gradient of golden and red fluttered up, which was quite eye-catching.

The 10-pound broadsword in his hand swept out as light as nothing, cutting out a sharp scream.

Wow——

This casual sword concealed the killer move "Meteor Trace" in the secret sword technique "Universe Sword·Star Chapter".

The sword flashed and burst out with shining silver light.

The silver light exploded like a sea urchin, and then split into dozens of sword winds. In just a blink of an eye, the four soldiers were chopped into pieces.

Their shields, and even the metal armor and helmets on their bodies, were as brittle as thin paper, and were easily cut by Jilan along with their flesh.

A few hisses, and the blood mist exploded.

Only a pile of debris was left.

Jilan put away his sword and stood up. He did not take the initiative to attack, but stood there and observed the situation around him.

Perhaps the force he displayed was too strong, and the soldiers on both sides deliberately kept away and did not approach him.

‘I should be the general of the Duoluo Kingdom, and the one I am fighting is the rebellious city-state alliance...’

Jilan's eyes swept across the battlefield, thinking in his heart.

He also found an unusual point.

That is the comprehensive combat power of his own soldiers, which is obviously much stronger, often able to fight one to two or even more.

‘The physique of Duoluo soldiers has almost reached the "teacher level" in the real empire, and one-tenth of them is even "master level"...’

Jilan was a little surprised.

‘It is worthy of being a country of warriors. ’

On the battlefield, the number of soldiers on both sides added up to thousands. With such a large base, there are still so many "teachers" and "masters", which shows that the overall military strength of the Duoluo Kingdom is not bad.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

Jilan turned around and saw that eight or nine young men wearing light armor and holding short swords were rushing towards him.

"Master, are you okay?!"

"Here is water and healing cloth. Does the master need anything?"

Gilan did not answer.

He had a blank expression on his face and silently examined the young men who called him "Master".

"Guidelines" were passively activated, and corresponding colored entries appeared above the heads of these people.

"Pablo Turi."

"Male, 17 years old."

"Third-class citizen of the Doro Kingdom, serving in the military for life, serving as a battlefield attendant of Gilan Ilos, deputy commander of the First Corps, and the master dies and the servant dies."

The descriptions of the other few people were similar.

The Doro Kingdom is a typical militaristic country that implements a citizen-military system. Once people are born, they serve as soldiers for life, fighting for the kingdom and dying for glory.

When the Doro people are still infants, they will be sent to the "Scar Cathedral" for baptism and examination. The strong are allowed to be raised, while the weak will be abandoned.

In short, don’t feed waste.

When they are seven years old, they will be trained together.

As children, the Doro people have to undergo training such as running with heavy loads, boxing, fighting, iron ball throwing, javelin throwing, etc., and only learn a few cultural lessons.

At the age of sixteen, he received formal military training, was awarded various fighting skills, and used body-building techniques to improve his physique. And participated in the war as a battlefield attendant.

Those with outstanding performance will be enlisted as formal soldiers in advance.

During military training, soldiers are not allowed to return home without permission and are instilled with a strong sense of honor as a soldier.

If a person with extraordinary strength or luck can survive such a high-intensity battle and live to his 60th birthday, he can receive a medal from the king, return to his hometown, and spend his remaining years in peace.

This is a war country based on force and honor, bloody and solemn.

"Give me some water." Gilan whispered.

"Yes, Master."

An attendant quickly took out a water bag sewn from cowhide, uncorked the bottle, and handed it over. Several other people also very considerately took out cloths to wipe Jilan's sweat.

This is Gilan's treatment as deputy commander.

"How is the battle situation in other areas?"

Ji Lan took a sip of water and asked casually.

One of the young attendants with a brown and yellow mushroom head quickly replied:

"Commander Texel has killed most of the enemy invaders..."

‘Texel? ’

Ji Lan secretly thought of this name.

He immediately nodded and said to the attendants:

"Well, I understand."

He glanced around and saw that an enemy leader seemed to know that the defeat was certain. With his face covered in blood, he shouted loudly and summoned his comrades around him.

Then with red eyes, he raised his spear high and led the team to charge towards Gilan without hesitation.

"Would you fight to the death without retreating?" Jilan sighed with emotion.

He gently pushed away the few people who were wiping his sweat, held a broad-bladed sword, and stepped forward without fear.

The enemy army was extremely obedient. In a short period of time, hundreds of people gathered in an attempt to kill Jilan, the deputy commander.

But Jilan strode forward with one man and one sword.

The surrounding Doro soldiers and the attendants behind him rushed over and rushed towards Jilan with them.

Has Jilan ever seen such a situation?

He was slightly startled.

Immediately, he grinned, activated his "crazy owl state" and stepped on it.

Bang! !

His figure flashed a vague trajectory, and he rushed into the enemy group with a broad-bladed sword.

In an instant, the muffled sound of sharp blades slicing through armor and shields, and the sound of flesh being torn apart, could be heard all the time.

The silver sword light flashed, and blood splattered on the body.

"Warrior Doro! Follow me to kill the enemy!"

Gilan's voice echoed throughout the battlefield.

The morale of our own army has greatly increased.

…

…

It was dusk and the sky was scarlet.

Like the blood on the battlefield, it evaporated into the sky and infected it. The smell of blood in the air was as real as it was real, making one almost nauseous.

Ji Lan stood in the middle of the corpse pile on the battlefield with one man and one sword, covered in blood.

His "crazy state" continued for several hours, but it still did not subside.

And Gillan didn't even feel tired yet.

The surviving Doro soldiers all around looked at him with awe and fanaticism.

"Fighter! Fighter!"

“Gillian Klein!!”

The soldiers chanted and shouted in unison.

Jilan looked calm, looked around, and wiped the blood on his cheeks.

Not long after, another Doro army of thousands of people came like a long dragon from the dirt road to the east.

Almost everyone in this group was covered in blood and looked murderous.

The leader was a man with slightly dark skin and handsome, three-dimensional eyebrows. He has short blond hair and looks to be in his thirties. His robe is draped sideways, revealing half of his well-defined muscles.

There seems to be a terrifying power hidden in this man's body, and he always exudes a dangerous aura.

Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, Gillan could feel a strong sense of oppression from the other party.

'That man is not simple...'

Ji Lan's eyes narrowed and he thought to himself.

Through the observation of spiritual vision, he could only roughly judge that the other party was a senior level 5 Kusei based solely on the other party's spiritual sparkle and color.

As for the specific path and nature, it is not clear yet.

When the two armies merged, the leading man with thick eyebrows dismounted from his horse, strode up to Gilan, smiled and patted the latter's shoulder.

"Good job, Gillan."

The thick-browed man's voice is magnetic and sounds quite pleasant.

Gillan's "Guidance Prompt" took effect, revealing the man's information:

"Tesser Eugene."

"Male, thirty-three years old."

"The illegitimate son of King Augustus Klein of Doro. He was born weak and failed to pass the screening of the high priest of the 'Cathedral of Scars', so he was abandoned in the deep valley. He was later discovered by the priest Filippo Eugene and secretly Raise it up.”

"Through extremely strong force, Texel returned to the kingdom and became the commander of the first regiment. He conquered the north and south without any defeat."

Another leader of the legion without a single defeat.

Gillan looked at Texel and couldn't help but think of William Gerald, the leader of the Healing Knights.

Someone who can be praised like this must be extraordinary.

Coupled with the name of this real film, it is called "The Legend of the Invincible". Gillan guessed that the other party was probably the protagonist of the plot.

"Captain Texel." Gilan stroked his chest and saluted, then lowered his head and said to the man with thick eyebrows.

"No need to be polite." Texel waved his hand.

He turned his head and looked at the battlefield littered with corpses. He was silent for a few seconds and sighed:

"These were originally the warriors of our Doro Kingdom and our compatriots...but because of the city-state rebellion, they were forced to participate in this struggle that should not have happened."

Texel shook his head, his tone regretful.

"The northern barbarians and sea barbarians occupy the northern and western coastlines respectively and are eyeing us. Now there are frequent rebellions within the kingdom... I am very worried about this."

Ji Lan got some more information from his words and couldn't help but nodded secretly.

At this time, a cavalryman whipped his reins wildly and rushed over in a hurry.

As soon as this man got off the horse, his legs became weak and he shouted with a trembling voice:

"Commander Texel! Deputy Commander Gilan! Urgent news came from the royal capital of Klein - the kingdom and the rebels have reached an honorary agreement, a temporary truce, and the first regiment will return immediately!"

"Huh?" Texel frowned and asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

"His Majesty Augustus...died of illness."

"His Royal Highness Prince Trevor Klein is about to succeed to the throne. He also asked two military commanders to lead the team back to watch the ceremony in the royal capital."

"Your Majesty died of illness?!"

Texel's pupils shrank and he murmured in disbelief.

Ji Lan stood beside him, keenly catching a trace of sadness flashing in his eyes.

The Doro soldiers present were in an uproar after hearing the news.

King Augustus Klein has the supreme status in the Doro Kingdom and is deeply loved by the people.

The news of his death directly caused the morale of the First Corps to plummet, and even many soldiers had red eyes.

"Klein!" Texel suddenly clenched his fist, raised it high and shouted.

Its voice was loud and loud, echoing on the bloody battlefield, frightening away the birds in the distant woods.

The soldiers were startled, and then they all clenched their fists and raised their fists in the air, shouting in unison:

"Klein!!"

"Honor goes to Your Majesty, and may his spirit still belong to the God of War, fight endlessly with the sky chariot, and be forever undefeated!"

Texel shouted.

"Never be defeated!!" the soldiers followed and shouted.

"First Corps, obey the order!" Texel swept around with cold eyes, took the spear handed by the attendant, got on his horse, raised his spear and shouted: "Return to the capital!"

"yes!"

The soldiers agreed.

Suddenly, the entire corps was operating in an orderly manner. After a brief inventory of the battlefield, they formed a long queue and headed northeast.

As the deputy commander, Gilan also has a mount.

He rode a horse and walked side by side with Texel, calmly using the "guidance prompts" to continue observing the other party.

Through the colorful slanted handwriting, Gillan once again obtained more information.

"…(scratch)"

"Tesser Eugene."

"The spiral sword of the body, the path of March's 'Gladiator', the fifth-level primeval 'monster'."

"...(Scratch), ascended in later generations and became the 'Invincible' Apostle of March."