At this moment, the angel Apollo, disguised as Gnorr, shouted to Nodin: "Why do you chase me, Nodin, and move swiftly? Thou art mortal, and I am an immortal angel! Don't you know that I am an angel? Look at thy fiery appearance, trying to chase me; for you, the bitter struggle with the people of the East City, those who have been driven away by you in panic, now seem to be irrelevant, they are crowding in the city, and you are running here to be busy, you cannot kill me; ”

Seeing the angel Apollo so shameless and quibble, Nodin was also angry, obviously you disguised yourself as a mortal Gnorr, and tempted me to chase you as an enemy, but now you have come to fight you upside down! Nodin was furious and shouted: "You have thwarted me, long-range archer, the most ferocious of the angels, if you hadn't led me away from the city wall and got here, the hordes of Dongcheng people would have eaten the mud and dust before they had time to flee from Dongcheng!" Now, you have taken away my great merit and easily saved these Dongcheng people, as well as my defeated subordinate Gnorr, and you are carefree, and you don't have to worry about the punishment of death, and if I have the courage, I must repay this revenge!"

When Nodin had finished speaking, his anger did not diminish, and he strode away in the direction of the castle, with great vigor, like a horse pulling a chariot, easily spreading his hooves and legs, galloping on the comfortable plain, and Nodin hurried forward, driving his knees and legs and feet, and while walking, he was still angry, and some angels were really shameless.

Old Lamech was the first to see Nodin, running on the plains, like the shining star, rising in the harvest season, shimmering far brighter than the stars that filled the night sky, known as "the dog of the East City," the brightest of the stars—though it was an unlucky omen, bringing a furious rush and threatening death to the many calamities of mortals, and just like that, the bronze light shimmered on Nodin's chest, accompanied by the running legs.

The old man howled loudly, raised his hands, struck his head, cried out in sorrow, and pleaded with his beloved son, who was still standing before the gates, determined to fight to the death with Nodin. The old man stretched out his arms and pleaded to him: "Noc, my beloved son, do not be alone, leave your companions, and stand and wait for your fourth brother's attack! You will fall into the palm of fate, and be struck down by Nodin, and your father knows that your fourth brother is far stronger than you, a cold, reckless warrior, and may the angels love him no more than I like him! Let him immediately become the target of dogs and vultures, and dispel the sorrow that has accumulated in my heart! Although Nodin, too, was my son, the fourth, he took away my son, many brave sons, and either killed them or sold them to distant islands. Even now, I have two sons whom I cannot find, and I will not see them among the people of the eastern city that crowd the city, but if they were still alive on earth, in the camp of the enemy, I would redeem them with gold and bronze, and if they were to die and go to hell, how much sorrow would arise in the hearts of their mothers and me, that we had given birth to them! However, for the rest of the people of Dongcheng, this matter will only cause a short sorrow, unless you are also dead, at the hands of Nodin, come back, come into the city, my child, save the men and women of Dongcheng, and do not put your life on the line, and let Nodin take this glorious battle! You have to have pity on me, an old man, who can still feel and feel it, but disaster is coming, when I have already stepped into the twilight of my gray hair, Satan, the great Mighty Boss, will sweep away the remnants of my life with the poisonous stick of fate, and after the terrible misfortune I have seen, my son will be killed, and my daughter will be taken away and captured, the room where the treasure is hidden will be looted, and the weak and helpless children will be thrown to the ground and die in the brutal and merciless war, and the people of Xicheng will snatch my son's daughter-in-law and use their bloody hands! In the end, bad luck will not spare me, for the dogs in front of the house will devour me alive and take my life out of my shell with a bronze sword or a sharp spear, and I will keep the dogs in the halls, and share my food and guard my house, and they will stretch out their greedy tongues and lick my blood, and then lie down and lay down in the courtyard of the house, a young man who has died in battle, and who seems to be handsome and noble, with the scars of sharp bronze, lying on the ground, and though he is dead, he shows the glory of war, and yet when an old man is killed, he is allowed to be defiled by the dogs, and his gray hair and private parts are dirtyWhat could be more poignant than this in a painful life?"

The old man begged bitterly, grabbed the gray hair from his head, and pulled it out with all his might, but he could not say anything about moving Noc's heart, and then his mother, the eldest lady of Lamech, stood beside old Lamech, and began to weep, and with one hand loosened the chest of his robe, and with the other he took out the front of the chest, and wept bitterly, and cried out loudly at Noc, and the words flew into Noc's ears like wings: "No-C, my child, have pity on your mother, if I had soothed your pain with this pair of milk!" Remember all this, beloved son, and fight back the savage within the walls! Do not rush forward, as a warrior, and fight that brutal fellow! If he kills you, I will not mourn you at the bedside, and so will your generous wife, oh, a strong sapling, my own son! Far from us, by the ship of the people of the West City, the swift dogs will tear you apart and devour you!"

In this way, they burst into tears and pleaded with their beloved son, but they could not make Nob change his mind.

Like a towering tree, firmly rooted in the hard earth, waiting for the oncoming Nodin, a tall figure, like a poisonous snake on a mountain, curled up on the edge of the cave, waiting for a mortal who walked towards him, had eaten enough of the poisonous leafy grass, and his body was surging with hatred, coiled on the edge of the cave, and his eyes shot a dangerous cold light, just like this, Nobing burned with an inextinguishable fury in his chest, and without giving a step, he leaned his shining shield against a protruding wall, and could not help the harassment of trouble, and said to his reckless soul: "If I had slipped into the gates and the parapet now, Damas would have borne the brunt of the insults against me, and had advised me to return to the castle with the people of the East, and that it was yesterday, on the night of the damned, when the illustrious Nodins had returned to the battle, that day of the damned, that I had not heeded his advice, otherwise how could things have become so bad! Now I have ruined my men and my people with my recklessness. Shame, I'm ashamed of the people of Dongcheng and the women of Dongcheng with their long skirts! Some boy who is inferior to me will say, 'Nob has ruined his soldiers and his people by believing in his own bravery!' Now, they will say that the best thing to do is to rush forward, either to kill Nodin, and return to the castle, or to be killed by him, and to be miserable, before the castle of the eastern city, perhaps, can I lay down my drumming shield and heavy helmet, lean against the parapet and hold my spear, and meet the brave Nodin with my bare hands, and promise to return all that he demands, and return all his possessions that belong to him, and carry all that he has brought back to the eastern city in a deep sea ship, which is the womb of the war! I may give all this to Nodin, and divide equally with the people of the West the treasures which are stored in the city, and do all we can to satisfy them, and then let the councilors of the East city swear that they will not hide anything, and divide all the possessions and all the riches of this magnificent castle. But why argue so much, my soul? I can't go forward like this, he won't pity me, he won't respect me, he'll kill me, and he'll kill me, like to an unguarded woman, when I take off my armor! Now, not from an oak tree or a stone, and whispering to him, like a girl who is in love, a young friend, shouting and whispering, and a long talker, now is the time of battle, the sooner the better, I want to see to whom Satan, the mighty on high, will give glory to him!"

In this way, Nodin weighed and waited on the spot, but Nodin was approaching, like an angel in battle, a warrior with a shining helmet, with a terrible thick spear on his shoulder, and the barrel of the ash wood, and the bronze armor shining like the rising sun, and the blazing fire.

Seeing this, Nodin trembled, and no longer dared to wait in place, and ran away, frightened and frightened; Nodin pursued him closely, and was full of confidence in his fast legs, and he was like an eagle in the mountains, the fastest bird in the world, stretched his wings, and chased a wild pigeon, which trembled with fear, and ran away from under it; the eagle pursued closely, and hissed and swooped again and again, and was in a hurry, not wanting to be captured; and in this way, Nodin, with his fury, pounced on Nobing, who quickly swung his legs and ran along the walls of Troy。

They ran past the lookout, ran past the wind-blown fig trees, always from the foot of the wall, along the lane, to the edge of the two springs, and there was a clear stream of water, two springs of water, the head of the Red Sea, which seemed to flow with boiling hot water, and everywhere evaporated and rising mist, and seemed to have a pot of fire buried in the water, which kept boiling, and it seemed to flow cold water, and even in summer, it was always cool, cold as hail, like the snow of the muscles and bones of a man and the ice that froze the flowing water, and here it seemed to be near the two springs, and there were some stone hewn troughs, wideThe wives of the people of the East City and the daughters of the beautiful faces washed their shining robes in the trough, and in the past, in the days of the past, the sons of the West City had not yet come, there was peace and tranquility everywhere.

And there they were not fighting for the sacrificial livestock, nor the skins of the healthy oxen, nor the prizes of the winners of the race, but they were desperately chasing for the life of the horseman Noc.

Like a fast horse, sweeping the stakes at the bend, running as fast as possible, in order to compete for a weighty reward, a bronze tripod or a woman, at the funeral, in the car race for the honor of the dead, they opened their hooves and legs, around the city wall of the east city, ran three laps in a row.

At that time, all the angels were watching, and Satan, the Mighty Elder on High, said, "Look what is going on!" A mortal whom I loved, was driven under my nose to run about the wall, and I felt sorry for him in my heart, and I had burned for me how many of the legs of the ox had been sacrificed, sometimes in the mountains where the mountains were re-chosen, and sometimes on the ridges of the slopes, sometimes at the top of the castle, and now the illustrious Nodin, who was in great pursuit, with his quick legs, along the castle of the eastern city, and the angels who were undead to think and discuss, whether to rescue him, or, though he was strong, to strike him down, and let him die at the hands of Nodin。 ”

After hearing the Boss's words, the sheep-eyed angel said, "Boss, Lord of the Thunder and Lightning and the Clouds, what did you say? You plan to save him from a tragic death, a mortal, a mortal who has long been destined to die? ”

When the sheep-eyed angel heard this, Satan, the boss with a dark cloud on his face, replied, "Don't be discouraged, sheep-eyed angel! Go for what you like, whatever you want, and don't refrain from procrastinating any longer. ”

The words of the boss, Satan, urged the sheep-eyed angel who was already impatient, and he set off in a hurry, rushing straight down from the peak of Catherine.

On the ground, the swift Nodin, without relenting, pursued a fawn that had jumped out of its nest in the mountains, and pursued him through the ridges and ravines, and though the fawn was hiding under the bushes and curled up, the hounds rushed to him, sniffing out his tracks, and attacking, and like this, Nodin could not get rid of him, and he rushed to the eastern gates again and again, trying to quickly approach the fortified walls, hoping that his companions in the city would rain down on his guns and save him from a desperate situation, but again and again Nodin stopped his way and forced him back to the plain, and he himself always ran on the side close to the castle。 It's like a scene in a dream: two people, chasing and running, are always difficult to capture, the latter can't pull the distance, and the former can't shorten the pursuit, so although the pursuer runs fast, he can't always catch up with the escapee, and the escapee is always difficult to avoid the pursuer's persecution.

How could Nob escape the pursuit of the Dead Elves and how could he persevere? Thanks to Apollo standing by his side for the last time, yes, for the last time, injecting strength into him and making his knees and legs agile and comfortable, he would never have been able to do it.

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