"Can you recognize me?"

The young general on the horse's back showed a surprised look.

On this battlefield, few people can recognize his appearance except Hannibal's most trusted elite African cavalry.

The direct conversation with the historical star Hannibal made Lei Zhentian very excited, just like the turbulent sea.

When he noticed that there was still a countdown for the last ten seconds in his mind, he was so embarrassed that he had to face this historical general that he didn't know what to say in the last ten seconds.

Hannibal, a famous Carthage historical general, was later praised as the father of Western strategy, the god of mercenaries, the genius military commander, and a dazzling star...

No matter which halo of glory is, it seems too brilliant in the eyes of later generations like Lei Zhentian.

If you can contact the historical star Hannibal, you should always say something.

But, what should I say?

"Countdown to the last five seconds, 5, 4, 3, 2,..."

It was like a big girl who was in a sedan chair, wasting her wits off for five seconds. The countdown in her mind could no longer allow Lao Lei to stay or prepare any profound greetings.

When he saw Hannibal's very puzzled eyes, Lei Zhentian wiped his blood-stained face, then stood up straight, and finally showed a bright and helpless smile, saying in a particularly loud voice, "Hi! Hannibal!"

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"Forehead……"

Seeing Lei Zhentian disappearing on the spot, Hannibal blinked in shock, and the muscles on his face suddenly froze, and they remained motionless, just like the "freeze" in the movie.

"This..." Hannibal was nailed to the horse's back like wood.

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There seemed to be a strong wind blowing in my ears.

In just a blink of an eye, Lei Zhentian found himself falling into nothingness, and the surroundings were pitch black.

"I, Lei Zhentian, finally got through!"

Lao Cai secretly wiped away a handful of bitter tears. When he looked down, he not only found that the injuries he suffered on the battlefield had disappeared and healed.

He also found that the wheel of war, thick, epic, quiet... a layer of iron and blood, appeared under his feet again.

The golden pointer still stays on the number 1866.

"Huh? I didn't actually go back to the Savage Tribe."

Lei Zhentian exclaimed in shock.

But before he could react, there was a figure suddenly appearing in front of him from the dark nothingness.

He is...

The sideburns under the helmet showed wheat yellow hair, the chrysanthemum blue eyes were deeply sunken, wearing chain mail and a short sword on his waist and hips.

...The face with a knife and axe carved, expressionless face looked silent as iron.

"Hannibal!!!"

Before the other party could come to him, Lei Zhentian screamed loudly. His expression stepped on a poisonous snake and almost jumped up from the spot.

Hannibal followed him through time??? This idea suddenly appeared in his mind, and Lao Lei was completely confused. "Where is this to play?... Could it be that he kidnapped Hannibal from the battlefield???"

"Hannibal" with a expressionless and silent face seemed to see through what Lei Zhentian thought, and interrupted his random guess, "Stop your endless random guess, I am the number 1 of the Wheel of War Void Traininger."

No. 1, the Void Trainer, looked at Lei Zhentian with appreciation, and walked lightly on the Wheel of War, and continued, "The reason why I look like this is because you have been lucky enough to complete the hidden mission of Wheel of War. This is very commendable!"

"The highest level of person you come into contact with is Hannibal, so I appear in front of you as Hannibal."

Listening to the awesome self-introduction of "Hannibal" in his ears, Lei Zhentian's mind was messy again.

Nothing Trainer No. 1? A replica of Hannibal?

...This Wheel of War is really strange.

"After completing the survival mission of Wheel of War, you have already received the first reward. But it is not that easy to get all the rewards."

When I saw the corner of the mouth outlined by No. 1 of the Void Trainer, Lao Lei was sweating coldly, and his expression was stunned, "What is the first reward of the Wheel of War? I took such a big risk, but I haven't even seen the root hair."

No. 1, the No. 1, looked at Lei Zhentian up and down, and showed a playful smile on his face. "The injuries you suffered on the battlefield have been healed, and this is the first reward of the Wheel of War."

In his short contact time, being able to witness Lei Zhentian’s defeat seemed to have become something that made him feel very interesting.

This Hannibal's copy did not leave any good impression on Lei Zhentian.

When he noticed that the other party was just teasing him, Lao Lei rolled his eyes and cursed in anger. "Damn it! Why don't you shit?"

In just a blink of an eye, Lao Lei paid the price for it. He didn't even see how the other party took action, and he took a heavy punch in his face.

No. 1's face turned pale, so that his punch was particularly heavy.

A sharp pain came, and Lao Lei felt dizzy, his eyes were filled with stars, and his left face seemed to be on fire, and it hurts so much.

Being beaten is something that everyone does not want, not to mention that being beaten makes it even worse.

But the most unpleasant thing is the insult caused by the infringement of self-esteem.

The left face was red, swollen and bulging, and was punched by the other party. Lei Zhentian was furious and thought it was a shameless sneak attack.

He didn't expect the other party to attack suddenly, and of course he was dissatisfied.

In a fit of anger, Lao Lei waved his fist and rushed forward, shouting, "CAO, I'm fighting with you!"

...Bang bang bang!

Three sounds of being beaten up quickly sounded. Lei Zhentian didn't even touch the collar of "Non-Trainer No. 1" and then lay directly on the ground.

Leaning on the ground with his limbs made Lao Lei’s situation extremely embarrassed.

If you ask him how he feels now, there is only one word, that is, "It hurts!"

He was punched in his thigh, which made his calves trunk so much that he swelled up his calves and he grinned for a long time without making any sound.

Lei Zhentian felt that he could not move, because as long as he moved a little or touched it gently, a sharp pain would come to the place after being beaten.

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