At the end of the meeting, the whole army had supper, and walked along the wide barracks, as usual, without the slightest change by Nodin's visit to the battlefield, and at the same time, as a whole of the people of the East City, they did not realize that they were hurrying towards the abyss of death.

At about the same time, beside Nuo Geng, the people of Xicheng mourned and stayed up all night.

Nodin led the singing of a mournful elegy, clinging his murderous hands to the breasts of his best friend, and uttering a cry of anguish and sorrow, like a bearded lion whose young had been stolen by a deer-hunting hunter, and when he had returned from the dense woods, he knew that it was too late, and in his frustration, he began to follow the hunter's footsteps through the valleys, hoping to find his place, and was furious, but disappointed, and found nothing.

In the same way, Nodin sighed and cried to his people: "Alas, absurd, what I said! That day, in order to comfort the heart of the hero Meos! I promised him that after the capture of the eastern city, I would bring his son home with honor, and take with him his share of the harvest and his spoils, but the mighty one who was high above would never fulfill the wishes of mortals from beginning to end; I will no longer be able to live my homeland, my father, the old chariot warrior, will no longer be able to take me into the house, and my mother, the dirt of a foreign land will keep me away!Yet, Nog, since I will follow in your footsteps and leave the world, I am not going to bury you now, until I bring back that suit of armor and Nobing's head is the one who killed you, my big-hearted friend. Before the pyre where the bodies are burned, I will cut down twelve sons of the people of the East City, and vent my resentment against them for killing you! Before that, you will lie here, in front of my warped ship, and the women of the East City and the women of the Confederates will mourn by your side with tears streaming down their faces, day and night, who have been captured by you and me, and who have conquered the castles of the rich mortals by our strength and our spears. ”

After saying this, the outstanding Nodins ordered his subordinates to set up a cauldron on the fire in order to wash away the blood stains on Nogeng's body as soon as possible. They filled the cauldron with the blazing wood from the bath, added wooden blocks, and lit a reddish flame, while the wood licked the bottom of the pot and warmed the water until the hot water boiled over the shiny copper pot.

They washed Nuo Geng's body, smeared it with smooth olive oil, filled the wounds, and covered Nuo Geng's whole body with the oil ointment accumulated in nine years, and then lay him on a wooden frame, covered with a thin layer of linen, and wrapped every inch of his body tightly from head to toe, and finally, covered his whole body with a white cape.

All night, around the swift Nodin, his people were lamenting and mourning the death of Noggen.

At that moment, the mighty man on high spoke to the bull-eyed angel: "So, bull-eyed angel, you have done what you wanted, and you have made the swift Nodin stand up. They should all be the mortals you support, the ones from Xicheng with long hair, can you still deny this?"

After hearing the words of the boss Satan, the bull-eyed angel replied: "Boss Satan, what did you say? Even if you are a mortal, you will do your best to help your friends, even if all the flesh and blood are ordinary people, and without our wisdom, I consider myself the most noble and handsome among the angels, and you are the boss of all the angels, can't you not plot the downfall of the people of Dongcheng out of hatred?"

At the same time, the angel who had promised to bring down a suit of armor from the previous party to Nodin, came to the great craftsman's house, his workshop, built by the lame master himself, and made of bronze, and hung for eternity, shining like a star, shining among the angels.

The angel came to the master craftsman, and told him that he was hurrying around the bellows, and was busy making twenty pots to be laid out by the walls of the house, and that he had installed golden pulleys under each pot, so that they would roll out of the hall where the angels gathered, and then slide back to his house, which were a collection of fine works that would amaze one to look at. When the angel arrived, everything was cast, except for the delicate handle, and he was busy installing and riveting the handle.

Just as he was concentrating on the task at hand, with his skill and ingenuity, he was absolutely meticulous and undistracted, when one of the great craftsmen's assistants came up to him and asked, "May I ask who this angel is, and what kind of wind blew you into our house? ”

The assistant gave him a second and led the way, and let the angel who had come to him sit down on a chair of fine workmanship, beautifully shaped, inlaid with silver nails, and a footstool in front of it, and then he beckoned to the master craftsman, and told him that there was a guest to ask for something.

Hearing the cry of his assistant, the famous strong-armed master replied: "Oh, this honorable angel, what a distinguished guest! Thou hast saved me! On that occasion I had had enough of the suffering, and fell from the heavens, thanks to my cheeky family, who thought I was a crutch and tried to hide me, and what kind of torment would my soul have endured if you had not carried me in your arms, and I have lived there for nine years as a craftsman, and have made many fine articles, including elegant brooches, necklaces, Twisted pins and threaded bracelets, in an empty cavern, surrounded by a rushing stream of water, foam churning and emitting a dull roar. Now, when you come to visit our home, I will do my best to repay you for saving my life, and I will hurry up and entertain you, and I will go and pack up my bellows and all my equipment, and I will definitely make what you have requested. ”

Without the slightest delay he straightened up before the anvil, limped along, and moved his shriveled legs with dexterity, and removed the bellows from the fire, and put away all the tools he had to use, and put them into a solid silver box.

Then he wiped his forehead and hands with an absorbent sponge, his thick neck and hairy chest, put on his shirt, grabbed a heavy cane, and limped forward.

The attendants rushed forward and supported their masters, and those attendants were very special, they were robots at that time!

They were all made of gold, lifelike maidens, and their human organs and functions were thinking, speech-speaking, free-moving, and they had learned from the other angels the skills to do things.

They moved swiftly and supported their master, who limped to the sitting angel of supplication, and on the shining chair, took his hand, called his name, and said, "Angel, my savior, what wind blew you into our house? ”

When he heard this, the angel burst into tears and replied, "Alas, Storth, who among the angels and goddesses on Mount Catherine has endured so many deep sorrows? Satan the Boss has made me suffer this sorrow as if it were my own, and he has made me to protect Nodin, and to raise him to be a great man among heroes, to grow like a sapling, and I have raised him as a fruit tree to add color to the garden. However, I put him on a crooked ship and went to the surface of Dongcheng to fight the people of Dongcheng! I will never see him again, nor will I see him return to his home, and as long as he is alive and can see the daylight, he will not be able to shake off his troubles, and even if I visit him in person, I will not be able to help him. The mighty Noe took the spoils from him, and the people of the East City forced the people of the West City back to the stern of the ship, preventing them from extricating themselves from their predicament. The princes of the Western City begged Nodin, and made a list of many glorious gifts as compensation. At that time, Noudin refused to go to war to protect them from the disaster, but he still gave up his armor, put on Nogeng's shoulders, and sent him to the battlefield, with a large army of soldiers. They fought all day long at the east gate, and they could take the castle in the same day, but they were destroyed by Apollo, the angel of war, who brought glory to Nodin, so I have come here to ask your help to forge a shield and a helmet for the short-lived Nodin. A pair of beautiful shin armor with ankle straps, and a chest armor. His own armor had been lost to the battlefield, his trusted companion had been stripped to death by the people of the East, and now, the Nodin, whom I had protected, lay on the ground in sorrow. ”

Hearing this, the well-known master with strong arms replied: "Pluck up courage and do not worry about these things. I hope that when bad luck takes him away, I will manage to keep him from death and pain, just as I will give him a fine suit of armor, so beautiful that anyone who sees it will be astonished. ”

Answering the angel's request, Stosus left him and headed for the bellows, which he pointed to the fire and gave instructions to work, and twenty bellows whistled against the crucibles, spewing hot air of varying temperatures, to the service of the busy masters, some of them fierce and fiery to meet the needs of the powerful operation, some of them gentle and soothing, catering to the wishes of the masters, and the work was done in an orderly manner.

Storth threw the metal into the fire, tough bronze, and chunks of tin, and precious gold and silver, and then he lifted the massive anvil onto the platform, grasping the heavy hammer in one hand and the clamps in the other.

The master craftsman Stoss first cast the battle shield, heavy, huge, and finely decorated, and around the shield there was a three-layered encirclement, shining with shining light, reflecting the sterling silver strap; the shield body was five layers, and on the broad surface was cast a group of strange and beautiful floating scenes, pouring his skill and ingenuity; he cast the earth, the sky, the sea, the tireless sun, and the full moon, and the numerous stars, like garlands that color the heavenly firmament; and he also cast, on the shield, two mortal cities, exquisite. A scene of marriage and festivities, the bride is being led out of the boudoir and walking down the city street, with dazzling torches and singing the melody of the newlyweds, the young men are swaying and dancing merrily, the sound of the harp is coming and going, and the women are standing in front of their houses with admiring eyes.

There is also a picture of the market, where the crowd gathers to watch the quarrel between the two men, and to pay for the blood of a slain relative, and one side claims in public that the blood payment has been paid, and the other insists that he has not received it at all, and the two men then resort to the arbitration of the trial, and leave it to his judgment, and the people are divided, some speak for one side and some defend the other, and the messengers block the crowd and let the elders of the place gather together for counseling, and sit down on the slippery stone benches, and form a sacred circle, holding the scepter given by the messengers with clear voices, and the two men hurrying forward, and give the cause of the matter in turn, with two tarans of gold in front of themand be prepared to reward the most just judge.

However, around another castle, two groups of siege soldiers gathered, and the flashes of armor were in unison. Different plans divided them between attacking and plundering, or leaving the beautiful, well-stocked fortress behind and content with half of the tribute.

The people of the city did not give in, they were armed and ready to ambush, their beloved wives and young children stood on the walls, along with the old men, while the young men came out of the city, led by the angels of war and the angels of sheep's eyes, cast of gold, dressed in golden armor, mighty and armed, and appeared handsome and tall, standing out among the dwarf mortals with a striking image.

They came to the ideal place of ambush, the beach by the river, the place where the cattle went to the place where they drank, and sat down with their legs bent, clothed in shining bronze armor, and the two sentinels, leaving the crowd and hiding in their own places, the eyes of the ambushers, attentively watching, waiting for the sheep and the fat oxen that were walking in secret.

After a while, they came, followed by two shepherds, cheerful, playing a musical instrument called Sulix, without thinking of the deceit before them.

When the ambushers saw this, they rushed forward, slashed and slew the herds of cattle and the fat sheep with white and bright white hair, and killed the shepherds who followed them.

The brave men who were besieging the city, when they were sitting together and discussing, heard the noise coming from the herd, boarded the cart from behind the horses with light hooves and legs, hurried to the rescue, and immediately came to the place where the accident occurred, and the two armies faced each other, and fought each other, and threw copper-tipped spears and spears on the banks of the river.

The Battle Angel and the Brawl Angel intervened in the fighting crowd, and the deadly Angel of Death, who sometimes grabbed a living man who had just been wounded, sometimes he grabbed an uninjured sturdy, and sometimes he picked up a corpse and grabbed the legs and feet of the deceased, and in the brutal slaughter, the shoulders and backs of his clothes were soaked in mortal blood and scarlet. The angels rushed and slaughtered, fighting like mortals, snatching each other's fallen corpses, and the dead on the ground.

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