From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 305 Darkness II

William Gerrard…

Hearing the boy say his new name, Ji Lan couldn't help but twitch his eyes.

He was still guessing who in the "Healing Knights" the "Av" in this film was...

But I didn’t expect that it was Captain William himself!

'No wonder...'

Ji Lan couldn't help but secretly thought.

Only William Gerrard, an important figure, is qualified to serve as the key link between the two films.

'So, the series "Dark Ages #1" and "The Great Plague #2" tells the story of the leader? ! '

He thought about it and was shocked.

'The secret story of his ascension... just like Peyton Sasha? ! '

It was difficult for Gillan to imagine what kind of pain William was suffering, and what kind of powerful motivation burst out from this pain...

He was silent for a few seconds and then said:

It must be escorted by a trustworthy armed force!
Otherwise, betraying someone halfway is no joke...

Jilan turned to look at the caravan steward, signaling with his eyes.

In order not to offend Gillan for this "little thing", after some discussion, the two stewards smiled and agreed to take William in.

Ji Lan looked at the young leader with a smile, and couldn't help but secretly think in his heart that the other party's lofty dream of ending the war and unifying the world was probably born during this period...

The middle-aged and young people in charge looked at each other and exchanged a few words in a low voice.

William's pupils widened, he breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly thanked him.

Ji Lan withdrew his gaze and said.

Even the other caravan members who heard his words showed expressions of surprise.

Although the steward is responsible for the business, it will be difficult to do business without Ji Lan, a capable and trustworthy captain.

William's words were actually a retreat for advancement.

William replied quietly.

The physical training and sword skills that Jilan mastered all originated from the "Healing Knights". Now he has turned against Tiangang and taught the "ancestral master" as a student.

Ji Lan raised his eyebrows.

He is fighting for his own chance to survive.

Ji Lan retracted his thoughts and looked over, but the boy was not afraid to look at him.

"During this period of study, I will not be free of charge. You can do whatever you want with me. I can chop wood, cook, wash, hunt... I can do it."

William's little hands tightened and clenched into fists, but his resolute expression did not change at all.

Perhaps it was such a painful experience that created the leader of the later generations, and even the god of resistance and change - the "Crippled King" of December Sichen!
...

In the next few days, the caravan moved on in an orderly manner.

It's also interesting to say.

His home was burned down, his relatives and friends died in the humiliation, leaving him as a child to survive.

"Thank you, benefactor."

As long as he stops to rest, Gillan will take the time to teach William fighting and swordsmanship.

Gillan's hearing was so keen that he caught their whispers clearly.

After all, in this era of chaos and war, when traveling long distances to transport goods, the probability of encountering refugees, bandits and deserters is really high.

Ji Lan chuckled lightly.

"Why do you want to learn this?"

What surprised them was not the boy's arrogance, but his sensibleness and intelligence.

Just as he was lost in thought, the blond boy sitting on the horse turned his head and said in a weak but not cowardly tone:
"Benefactor, please teach me fighting skills and swordsmanship."

"Don't worry, I will study hard... I am ten years old this year. Please give me two years. I will definitely be able to help you kill people. If not, I will voluntarily become your slave."

...

As the captain of the caravan guard, his status is actually higher than he thought.

The topic of discussion between the two actually revolved around Gilan...

"Since the manager agrees, I can teach you."

To put it bluntly, what kind of labor force does a child with a sallow complexion have? Purely a burden.

"Haha, I can't make the decision..."

"Isn't this why you saved me?"

If Gilan had not asked for mercy, the caravan steward would have never been able to save him. It's okay for a short time, but once time passes, he will definitely be abandoned.

But he enjoyed it.

At the same time, Gillan was also deeply shocked by William's talent.

In just two days, William unexpectedly found a new path based on the "White Cross Body Training Technique" despite the lack of secret medicine.

Although it is not the "slime" stage, it is plausible.

Moreover, the benefits William gained were not small. He soon outgrew his weakness and became more physically fit.

This made Gillan feel incredible.

You must know that William is not the leader of future generations yet. He is just an uninformed country boy in a remote village. He knows nothing about mysticism and has no experience in spiritual practice...

To be able to do this is really contrary to common sense.

Gillan even had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu. To put it in terms of those novels and TV series in his previous life, it would be——

The man of destiny!

Unparalleled genius!

Son of luck!

In more popular terms, he is the "protagonist of the times"!
Several times while he was teaching step by step, he even made tentative insinuations, asking William if he had ever picked up any inconspicuous gadgets to wear on his body, if he could see prompts that others could not see, and if he could see every date. You will get magical items on time...

However, William always denied it with a surprised look on his face, seeming to be confused about Gillan's question.

Gilan once whispered:

"Odd changes to even." But William was still confused about this.

Ji Lan observed the boy repeatedly for a long time, but could not see anything strange about him. Only then did he confirm that William was not a time traveler, and there was no so-called "gold finger".

This is a true genius...

"This is the dialect used in our hometown to greet friends."

Gillan said casually and perfunctorily at that time.

William suddenly understood and didn't ask too much.

...

...

William was like a compressed sponge, sucking in all the fighting skills Gillan taught him with all his strength.

Little boys learn quickly.

Almost the same every day.

From being clumsy at the beginning, to being impressive, to the terrifying point where even the caravan guards almost lost in a duel.

If it weren't for William's physical limitations, he might have already had the strength to kill an adult head-on.

In less than a month, the caravan group's view of William had undergone earth-shaking changes.

This little boy...

It’s incredible!
In Gillan's view, William is like a crazy wild wolf. Even though he is young, there is ferocity in his bones and blood.

In order to gain stronger power, he treated Gilan like a god, with piety and respect, even humility.

In the eyes of the caravan members, this little guy will make his mark sooner or later.

In this war-torn era, with such a talent for fighting, as long as he doesn't die prematurely, he will definitely become a big shot...

But compared to the shock and appreciation of others, Gillan mostly just watched silently.

Maybe only he knows.

William at this moment is very similar to him before.

No matter what it looks like on the outside, there is a beast hidden inside...

In pursuit of revenge and the realization of his grand dream of ending the war, this beast will drive William forward at all times.

this day.

The caravan encountered an accident on its way north.

Everyone was on a trail and was intercepted by a thick log lying in the middle of the road. The surroundings were also artificially filled with dead branches and stones.

The experienced caravan steward's expression changed slightly and he quickly reminded:
"Be careful! There are gangsters!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thirty or forty people poured out of the surrounding woods, behind the hillsides, and even in the bushes in the blink of an eye.

Wow! !
"kill!"

"Kick them to death!"

"Flour! I see flour!!"

Hoarse shouts and unexplained shouts turned the original silence into noise and commotion.

These guys were in ragged clothes, with sallow faces and thin muscles but ferocious expressions. Their bloodshot eyes were staring straight at the sacks on the trolley.

At first glance, they looked like desperate refugees, without even decent weapons on hand. Most of them are rusty sickles, pitchforks, rakes and other agricultural tools, or kitchen knives, wooden sticks and other items.

Faced with the sudden attack, the caravan quickly regained its composure after the initial panic.

As the captain of the guard, Jilan took the lead in drawing out the iron sword from behind and ordered:
"Everyone forms a circle, with their backs against the carriage, to protect the two stewards!"

"Yes! Captain!"

The guards drew out their iron swords with a clatter, and with solemn expressions, they retreated in an orderly manner, tightening their scope.

They are experienced mercenaries, and they have the equipment advantages of leather armor and iron swords. They can crush this ragtag group in every aspect.

Although there are fewer people than there are more people, judging from past experience, if you only need to persist for a moment and kill some of the refugees, the rest will definitely disperse in a hurry and run faster than anyone else.

"William!"

Ji Lan tilted his head and called.

The little guy, who is less than 1.3 meters tall, quickly responded:
"Teacher, I'm here!"

"Give."

Ji Lan smiled and waved his hand, and the iron sword came out.

William was startled for a moment, then accurately caught the sword hilt. The 6-pound sword was still quite heavy for a child. After grabbing the iron sword, he was almost knocked down by the inertia and staggered a few steps before he could stand still.

"Teacher, this...?"

William looked up with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Whether fighting skills or sword skills, they are all killing skills... Let me see your performance."

Jilan stood with empty hands and said calmly.

When the blond boy heard this, his hands holding the iron sword tightened, and his eyes instantly became determined and cold.

He shouted loudly, turned around and took the initiative to greet him.

No fear!

Just at this time, a refugee had arrived, with a ferocious look on his face and was about to raise his sickle to chop him down.

William moved quickly, stepped sideways, dodged the sickle, and at the same time sent the iron sword in his hand out——

laugh! !

The sharp sword tip pierced the refugee's left chest, causing him to freeze.

William didn't have much strength, but he successfully completed the fatal blow. Some blood drops splashed on his face, causing his pupils to shrink slightly.

But after only a moment of trance, the boy's expression returned to normal.

"Ha!" He kept in mind Teacher Jilan's teachings and practiced the kick countless times.

Bang!
This kick cleverly hit the opponent's joint, and there was a crunching sound, and the refugee screamed and fell off balance.

The iron sword used its strength to pierce through the chest!

thump!
(End of this chapter)