Under the planning of the multi-career angels, the old Lamech dragged Nobing's corpse and hurried all night, intending to escape back to the eastern city as soon as possible, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

However, when they came to the shore of the Clearwater River, the High Almighty, the Grand Steward of all the fallen angels, when they reached the whirlpool of the East Beach, let the multi-duty angels leave them and return to the summit of Mount Catherine.

At this time, the angels of dawn shook off their golden robes and scattered them all over the land, and they drove their carriages towards the castle, mourning and weeping bitterly, and the bodies were drawn by mule carts, and no one in the city walls had ever seen them first, neither men nor beautiful women with waists, no one had preceded Sandra, and the golden dog-eyed angel-like girl had already ascended to the top of the castle. She saw her dear father, standing in the carriage, accompanied by his messenger and messenger, and she saw the man on the corpse frame, in the mule cart, and she screamed, and the voice echoed throughout the city: "Come, men and women of the eastern city!

At the sound of these shouts, the people, men and women, all of them in great sorrow and grief, surrounded the old Lamech who had brought the corpse into the city by the gates, and Nobing's wife and noble mother were the first to throw themselves into the slippery mule cart, tearing their hair and stroking the head and face of the deceased, and the people stood around them with weeping and wailing.

Here and now, before this gate, the people wept bitterly all day long until the sun went down, and the old man Lamech spoke, shouting in his chariot, "Get out of the way, let the mule cart pass, and then when I put him into the palace, you will weep and mourn as much as you like." ”

Old Lamech had said that, and the people went away and went on either side, to make way for the carriage to pass, and they took the famous house where Nob had been carried and laid him on a carved bed, and led the mourning singers to sit beside him, and sang a mournful elegy, and the women wept and answered the cry.

Droma, the sub-division of Noc, guided the woman's wail, and held her husband's head in her arms, and the murderous Noc, "My husband, you died so young! Thou art and I descendants, a pair of unfortunate men, though thou hast many sons, and I know that all of them have gone with thee to the battlefield, and have all died on the battlefield like thee, and there is only one toddler left, who I know will not grow up: before that our castle will be razed to the ground, from the top of the building to the edge of the wall below. For you are no longer in the world, and you, the guards of the castle, defend the noble wives and the children who are powerless to defend themselves, and the unfortunate will be carried to a strange land by the ships of the deep sea, and I, with the women who have been robbed, and you, my child, will go with me, and will go beyond the load of physical strength to do heavy work for a harsh master. Perhaps, some strongman of Xicheng will reach out and snatch him away, throw him off the tower, and die violently at the base of the wall, out of inner anger, because your father has killed his relatives, his brothers, his father, or son! Many people in Xicheng have been facing the vast earth, gnawing mud and dust, and have died at the hands of Nuo Bing! In your life-and-death struggle, your father is not a soft-hearted Confucian man; therefore, Nuo Bing, the people of the whole city are mourning your death, and you have brought unspeakable pain and sorrow to your unfortunate parents. But it is your wife who suffers the most and grieves the most, and it is me! You did not die in your bed, and you stretched out your arms to me, nor did you speak intimate words, so that I may remember them all my life, and accompany my mourning, day or night!"

Dromar wept indulgingly, and the women answered with a cry of sorrow, and then the mother of old Lamech's eldest lady, Nobing, sang a mournful lament: "Of all the sons, Nobing, you are the one I love the most." In the days we lived together, you were the beloved favor of the Almighty and the angels, who still cared for and loved you, even though you were no longer from me. Nodin, the quick-footed, had taken several of my sons, sent them to the rushing sea, and sold them as slaves, but you, with his swift bronze spear, took your life, dragged you around the tomb, and ran around the tomb with you, and rounded up with your slain Nogen, and yet, even so, he did not bring his beloved companion back to the world, and now you lie in the hall, as bright as the morning dew, like the dead who have been struck down by the angel Apollo with the silver bow, and make you die with his gentle feathered arrows. ”

Nodin's mother cried out in a cry of grief, and at this time, without resting, the old old Lamech cried out to the people: "Stop crying, everyone, for now, I want you to go up the mountain to cut wood, and carry your wages back to the city! ”

Hearing the words of old Lamech's father, the people took the oxen and mules, set up their chariots, and gathered quickly in front of the castle, and for the next few days they brought in innumerable pieces of firewood, and when the tenth dawn was shining and scattered into the mortal world, they brought out the mighty Noc, wept bitterly, and laid the body flat on top of the pyre, and were about to light the flame of the crematory, and send away their hero, Noc.

When the young angel of dawn, with his rosy red fingers, reappeared in the sky, the people gathered around the pyre where the glorious Nobing was burned, and when the gathering was complete and the crowd was gathered, they first extinguished the embers on the pyre, the still burning pieces of wood, with shiny wine, and then the brothers and companions of Nobing went to collect the bones, and mourned and mourned, and tears welled up down their cheeks.

However, what they saw was still a whole body, and there was no chance of burning, so they had to wrap this complete corpse, wrap it in layers of soft purple robes, quickly put it into the tomb, pile up huge stones, and build it tightly, and then hurriedly piled up the tomb, and the guards in charge of guarding stood on all sides, in case the Xicheng people with strong shin armor attacked in advance.

And when they had gathered up the tombs, they marched back to the city, and gathered together again to share in the feast of the drink offering to Noc, in the palace of Lamech, the king and lord of the old city, who was blessed by the Almighty.

In this way, the people of Dongcheng buried Nobing, the heroic man who tamed the horse.

After Noc's funeral, the people of Dongcheng closed the gates of the city again. They were still filled with mourning for their deceased hero, and were mired in sorrow, as if the eastern city had been conquered and burned down, and at the same time, they were very afraid, because after the death of Nobing, there was no such great warrior among them, and in the bravery of their opponent Xicheng, Nodin was still alive and strong, and no one could resist him, even if he was alive, and now that the time set for them by Nodin was imminent, he could attack at any time from now on, and lead the warriors of Xicheng into the city.

Just when they were grieving, despairing, and terrified, they suddenly unexpectedly waited for a group of reinforcements.

It turned out that a detachment had gathered among the descendants of Cain in the Far East, and the army had suddenly arrived. In a relatively remote area of the Far East, the name of the big city, which is also the name of the king, the big city of the warbler, near the North Mountain Range, lives a great-granddaughter of Cain, whose name is the warbler, and their people are women and men, and the men are doing some heavy physical labor, and all the officials are responsible for managing or something, and they are all women in charge, and some are similar to the meaning of Lilliputians under the tree, which is the homeland of worry-free flowers, only one thing is different, that is, those women are tall, and the normal height is two meters.

This time the leader of the army is the king of the warbler, since it is the king himself out of the horse, then it is the power of the country, a total of 20,000 people, all of them are women's army, a water of Qi brush brush big girl, the battlefield is unparalleled, kill the enemy a top two.

The reason why she led her army to rescue the eastern city was partly because the natural nature of this Cain descendant loved war and adventure, and they had long wanted to come and join in the fun when they heard that a great war had broken out here, and on the other hand, other Far Easterners from their neighboring countries had already come to join the war, and on the other hand, because the king had inadvertently committed a sin and needed atonement.

Once, when the warbler saw a sika deer while hunting, she raised her gun and threw it at the sika deer, but accidentally hit her beloved sister Caiyan, resulting in his sister's tragic death.

This sin weighed like a stone on the warbler's heart. Wherever she was, the avenging angel always followed her, and no sacrifice could appease the angel's wrath.

The warbler hopes to get out of the predicament with the help of an expedition that will make the angels like, so she chooses twelve heroines to lead 20,000 female soldiers to the East City.

The twelve heroines, all of whom were beautiful, were paled in comparison to their queen, the warbler, who was like the angel of dawn who descended from Mount Catherine to earth in the company of the Angels of Time.

The people of Dongcheng stood on the city wall, and saw the beautiful and strong queen, dressed in armor, leading his twelve female generals and 20,000 female warriors to drive far away, both majestic and flowery, like a sea of flowers, and walked to the edge of the city.

The people of Dongcheng gathered from far and wide to marvel at the Queen's beauty. The expression on her face was both touching and majestic: a charming smile on her lips, a pair of magical eyes shining brightly under her long eyelashes, and a charming red face, full of youthful vitality.

When the people of Dongcheng saw the queen, they forgot their sorrows and shouted loudly, and even the old king Lamech unfurled his brows, as if he had seen the sunshine of hope in the darkness.

But he immediately thought of the slain sons, who were also majestic and radiant, and his joy could not help but be diluted, and he welcomed the queen into the palace, treated her like his own daughter, ordered the best food to be brought to her, and gave her many treasures, and promised to give her more gifts after she was rescued in the eastern city.

The warbler queen rose from her VIP seat and uttered a bold and terrible oath that no mortal would dare to make. She swore to the king that she would kill the godlike Nodin, conquer the people of the West, and burn the enemy's warships. When Dromar heard her words, she thought to herself: Poor man, do you know what you have said? Are you mad, and do you not see that the angel of death and oblivion is already beckoning to you before you? The people of the East City worship my husband Nocin as if he were a god, but Nodin still kills him with a spear, and makes him hate the battlefield! Thou art a woman, though she is valiant, though she is as tall as a man, but in the presence of a real man, her legs are numb and she collapses to the ground.

It was nearly dusk, and the heroines of the Far East had dinner, and because of the difficulty of the journey, they were led into the inner room by the maids to sleep. The warbler lay on a comfortable couch and fell asleep in a short time. At this time, the sheep-eyed angel, who was not willing to be lonely, took the opportunity to make her have a dream that destroyed her, she dreamed that her protective angel was the angel of war, and he urged her to go to war with the fierce Nodin, and her heart beat violently with joy, and she felt that her chance to make a name for herself had come.

When she awoke the next day, she thought that she would fulfill her vow that day, and she jumped up, put on the golden armor that the battle angel had given her, tightened her shin and breastplate, and put on her sword, the scabbard was made of silver and ivory, she took up her shield again, and put on her helmet with shining gold feathers, and she carried two spears in her left hand, and a double-faced axe given to her by the Angel of Discord in her right hand.

The queen rushed out of the king's palace like the lightning that the mighty man shot from Mount Catherine to the earth.

The warbler queen ran excitedly to the city wall, inspiring her twelve generals and 20,000 female soldiers to fight bravely.

The queen jumped on a beautiful fast horse, a gift from the wife of the Angel of the Storm, and her warriors rode their horses.

The king, old Lamech, who remained in the palace, raised his hands and prayed to the Almighty One who was on high: "Hear my prayers, O mighty Lord, that all the people of the West City may be defeated today at the hands of the queen and that she may return to my palace in peace, and that you will do this for the honor of your mighty angel of battle! Please do this for the sake of the Queen of the Warbler, and for my sake! ”

When he finished praying, he suddenly saw a goshawk flying in the upper left, clutching a torn dove under its talons.

When the king saw this omen, he trembled and fell into despair.

The people of Xicheng remained in their camp, and some of them were in their warships, and they were also taken aback when they saw the sudden attack of the people of Dongcheng, and they hurried into battle, and rushed up with ferocity! The battle began, and the spears and shields clashed with each other, and soon blood flowed all over the ground, and the warbler led her female warriors to slash wildly among the people of Xicheng.

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