This binding thing is indeed a book made of sheepskin.

The words "History of Persian War" are written on it. After turning on the homepage, there is also the same content as the author's message.

...

After a while, Zhao Yajing found a paper that was basically like a book and walked back, throwing it to Lin Feng. When she wanted to continue searching, Lin Feng grabbed it.

"Stop looking for it. I heard the sound of horse hooves and hid in the woods quickly, otherwise I will be in trouble!"

Lin Feng said anxiously.

Zhao Yajing was stunned, as if she didn't hear Lin Feng say anything, but at this moment a thought appeared in Lin Feng's mind for some reason.

‘Five hundred and thirty meters, ten people, light cavalry, eight minutes and ten seconds.’

Immediately afterwards, a picture appeared on the individual sight line worn by Lin Feng. It was a picture of a cavalry running on a horse. In the picture, several Roman cavalry were scattering, searching and advancing slowly.

Seeing this scene, Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.

The reason why he judged that someone was approaching on a horse was because his belt sent a message of detecting sound wave feedback. What he didn't expect was that the belt of the Lyme had an indescribable interaction with his brain for the first time, and then transmitted the detected image to his eyes!

This is amazing!

You should know that this kind of interaction combined with single-soldier vision equipment is equivalent to giving him the ability to monitor the enemy situation remotely. How can this ability to predict the enemy's initiative not surprise him?

Because it was a search and advance, it took eight minutes for the opponent's cavalry to arrive less than one kilometer away.

But time was still very urgent. Lin Feng threw down the books, grabbed Zhao Yajing's hand, pulled her up and resisted her shoulders as if she was carrying a chicken, and ran towards the woods.

Zhao Yajing instinctively wanted to struggle, but when she woke up and realized Lin Feng's intention, she gave up struggling and let Lin Feng run away obediently.

I don’t know how long it took to run, but the two finally came to the depths of the forest, and the pursuers did not chase after them. At this time, Zhao Yajing finally couldn’t hold back the nerve that was being hit hard and cried out with a loud "wow".

Lin Feng sighed, put it down, and silently reached out to wipe the tears from her face, but he still couldn't stop Zhao Yajing from crying.

In fact, the situation between the two was not safe at this time.

When those Roman soldiers saw their companions' bodies, they would definitely search nearby, and Zhao Yajing's crying was undoubtedly a lively signpost.

However, Lin Feng couldn't bear to stop Zhao Yajing when she saw that she was crying so sadly.

Although this girl is usually crazy and carefree, she is simple and cute by nature. The bloody killing scene just now has had too much impact on her.

"We... where are we?" Zhao Yajing asked intermittently after sobbing.

"I don't know either. It might be a time-space fragment, a time-space fragment devoured by the lost world." Lin Feng thought for a while, and then said, "I'm not sure, but I think we may have reached the Roman era."
Chapter completed!